The Beauty in Staying Up Late
Embracing the Beauty of Night: Maple Grove's Swaying Melody
Lyrics
I'm swayin' back and forth, got my hands on my face
I am swaying back and forth, with my hands on my face.
The day just knocked me up to send me down
The challenges of the day have both elevated and brought me down.
But my feet will take the blow, they never seem to know
My feet absorb the impact, seemingly unaware of how to let my tired body rest.
How to let my tired old body hit the ground
I struggle to let my exhausted body relax and hit the ground.
And it's the middle of the night
It is currently the middle of the night.
And it's come time to ask myself
I must reflect and question myself at this late hour.
Are you hungry? Are you bored?
Am I hungry? Am I bored?
Can the swayin' be ignored?
Can I ignore the swaying motion?
It's so early yet you're wide awake
Despite the early hour, I am fully awake.
There's a beauty in staying up late
There is a beauty in staying up late.
I'm still swayin' all the light hurts my head
I am still swaying, and the light hurts my head.
Determined to evade my bed
Determined to avoid my bed, resisting the urge to sleep.
Does no good to act this way, still I'm at it everyday
Acting in this manner does no good, but I continue this behavior daily.
It's a habbit that someday I'll have to shed
It's a habit that I will eventually need to break.
And it's the middle of the night
It is still the middle of the night.
How's it still time to ask myself
How is it still time to question myself?
There's a beauty in staying up late
There is a beauty in staying up late.
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