Night Walker

The streetwalker speaks out (typically sung)

I find myself

Going in circles

Trying to distinguish

The dust from the

Light.

And I'm waiting

At the street corner

As the day gives way

In to her dark

Night.

 

And the guys they

Want me to take them

Want me to take them on a trip

Round the whole goddam world

And they smile

I know they're thinking

I'm just the right kind of a girl

 

I cant think for

Fear of dreaming

Or crying out to Jesus

HOW COULD YOU LET ME FALL SO HARD?

So in the car

My face is a blank.

As I wait for time...

To do its time...

 

SO I'm sitting

Or I'm lying

But I'm not feeling

Any more.

Naked fingers

Naked toes

How can it be that there's

Someone inside me

But I still feel so damn alone

So damn alone...

 

The night's not alive anymore.

She's just a shoebox

Fit for holding her

Weirdos, walkers...

 

"It's not just a career

It's a way of life!"

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems, please. As ever, harsh criticism?

Reviews

[N. N. Grainger]

whoa! im a dark person so i really like that... i'm sincerely feeling moved