Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.
There is no day, however beautiful, that it not followed by the night. And the night dreams where the night goes darker by the hour.
Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.
Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.
What’s the time? That late? Then continue. Make time. Change your mind.
Behind the night, by the street defined by… we’re the house of never. No sleep for the wicked.
Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.
Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.
Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.
Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.
What’s the time? That late? Then continue. Make time. Change your mind.
Just before midnight. Waiting in the street.