When the night comes
and darkness falls
I can feel myself giving into it
and I grab onto something
anything to keep myself a while
for a while the moonlight comes and I can
see the right path but the clouds come
and cover the light
when morning hits I am joyful and
i can explore and be free
it guides me down the right path
and I can see the wrongs
but the night always comes
and the darkness wins
