Sometimes when I get this feeling for a very subtile thing
Then I need a break, a healing from the daily bore I'm in
If I didn't have these moments I'd be going crazy soon
So I'll pack my things tonight and go
Let the night begin, the fall of darkness washes my sins
The rising moon will pick me up to find an opened mind...
Yes I simply love these moments getting lost within the night
And my friends, the dead, will teach me what I need to know for life
They all made their own mistakes but have died on early death
I don't want to end like everyone
Let the night begin, the fall of darkness washes my sins
The rising moon will pick me up to find an opened mind...
Let the night begin, my sight's reduced to eyes within
The light of moon will shelter me, so let the night begin...