Lyrics The Night - Morphine
You′re
the
night,
Lilah
A
little
girl
lost
in
the
woods
You're
a
folktale,
the
unexplainable
You′re
a
bedtime
story
The
one
that
keeps
the
curtains
closed
And
I
hope
you're
waiting
for
me
'Cause
I
can′t
make
it
on
my
own
I
can′t
make
it
on
my
own
It's
too
dark
to
see
the
landmarks
And
I
don′t
want
your
good
luck
charms
I
hope
you're
waiting
for
me
Across
your
carpet
of
stars
You′re
the
night,
Lilah
You're
everything
that
we
can′t
see
Lilah,
you're
the
possibility
You're
the
bedtime
story
The
one
that
keeps
the
curtains
closed
And
I
hope
you′re
waiting
for
me
′Cause
I
can't
make
it
on
my
own
I
can′t
make
it
on
my
own
Unknown
the
unlit
world
of
old
You're
the
sounds
I
never
heard
before
Off
the
map
where
the
wild
things
grow
Another
world
outside
my
door
Here
I
stand,
I′m
all
alone
Driving
down
the
pitch
black
road
Lilah,
you're
my
only
home
And
I
can′t
make
it
on
my
own
You're
a
bedtime
story
The
one
that
keeps
the
curtains
closed
And
I
hope
you're
waiting
for
me
′Cause
I
can′t
make
it
on
my
own
I
can't
make
it
on
my
own
You′re
the
paint
can
falling
off
the
wall
at
the
door
that
slams
At
the
end
of
the
hall
where
the
kid
rings
sounds
of
basketball
The
battle
of
the
earth
of
the
angels
The
shifting
snow
drifts
so
realistic,
so
realistic
Call
you
carpet
of
stars
See,
there
is
something
in
the
yard
It's
awful
dark
With
the
painted
strings,
the
cross,
the
good
luck
charm
The
prayer,
the
extra
layer,
the
group
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