Belong to the Night
Embracing the Night: A Journey Through Cosmic Whispers and Midnight Revelry
Lyrics
I belong to the night, I belong to the moon
I identify with the night and the moon
I'm one with the spirits that haunt my room
I am connected to spiritual entities present in my room
I hear their whispers seeping through the walls
I perceive their soft spoken words penetrating the walls
Possessing my fingers, my tongue, my brain, body and all
They control and influence various aspects of my being
The clock says I should go to bed
The clock suggests sleep, but my soul determines when to rest
But only my soul can tell me when to rest my head
My internal self dictates the timing of my rest, not external factors
I belong to the night and the hoot of the owl
I belong to the night, including the owl's hoot
To that lonely wolf and his midnight howl
To the lone wolf and its midnight howl
To those sparkling wonders hanging in the sky
To the celestial bodies offering cosmic insights
Dangling cosmic answers to the mysteries of the universe
They hold answers to the universe's mysteries
Right in front of our eyes
Visible right in front of us
The clock says I should go to bed
The clock recommends sleep, but my soul determines when to rest
But only my soul can tell me when to rest my head
My internal self dictates the timing of my rest, not external factors
I belong to the night and the candlelight
I belong to the night, including candlelight
To that devious look that looks just right
To an enticing look that feels right
I give in to the laughter, the chocolate, and red wine
I surrender to joy, chocolate, and red wine
And to what comes after if we're lucky this time
And to what may follow if fortune favors us
The clock says I should go to bed
The clock advises sleep, but my soul determines when to rest
But only my soul can tell me when to rest my head
My internal self dictates the timing of my rest, not external factors
I belong to the night, to the stage and the sound
I belong to the night, the stage, and the sound
I live for the music, I'm in love with the crowd
I thrive on music and am captivated by the audience
The thump of the bass, guitar scream, and the snare drum's hit
The bass, guitar, and snare drum evoke powerful sensations
Yeah, I feel the sweat and the blood and the love of the punks in the pit
I sense the intensity and passion of the punk culture
The clock says, "Go to bed!"
The clock commands sleep, but my soul determines when to rest
Only my soul can tell me when to rest my head
My internal self dictates the timing of my rest, not external factors
The clock says, "Go to bed"
The clock repeats its directive, emphasizing the internal decision
Only my soul can tell me when to rest my head
My internal self dictates the timing of my rest, not external factors
You'll find me on a mountain waiting for the sun
You'll find me on a mountain, waiting for sunrise
I promise to go to sleep when the magic here's done
I commit to sleeping once the magical experience concludes
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