Nocturne

Look away, look away – she says
Then the paid rider disappears in a flash of light
I've come to this place to honor the moon
The silent spirits of the night.

Look around, look around – they say
Lost souls whipping black eyed birds on the washing line.

I'm not still alive
I'm a driven in this shadow play
With no more tears left… to cry.

Someone comes with this bag of lies
Sprinkles dust on my wide open eyes
I try to speak but my mouth is frozen
He shakes his head and leaves… without a sound
Drift away, I drift away again
Why are the hands of the clock keep mocking time?

I'm not still alive
I'm a driven in this shadow play
With no more tears left… to cry.

Someday I will you let you know why
When the morning comes
My head is filled with goodbyes
It's getting low in here in this world of mine
Oh when darkness falls and holds me like a lover… til sunrise
With no more tears left… to cry. [x2]