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Midnight on the Inside
You sometimes smile on the outside when that's not how you truly feel.
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Barbara June & Patrick Michael
Windy Ridge Music
Looking for a Reason
Mon Dec 29, 2003
Rock : Progressive Rock
Windy Ridge Music
Looking for a Reason
Mon Dec 29, 2003
Rock : Progressive Rock
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» highest in charts: # 1188 (190,841 songs currently listed in Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 105 (17,395 songs currently listed in Rock > Progressive Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 105 (17,395 songs currently listed in Rock > Progressive Rock)
About the song
A stormy day provided the inspiration for this song.
Lyrics
The hardest thing about an open door is not going through.
When all of those regrets start staring down at you.
I find no comfort in a bottle or a box
And my head is pounding with the ticking of the clocks.
Oh, it’s still another endless night.
I got midnight on the inside.
You were the lifeline that kept me from losing myself.
Now my heart is howling so I can’t hear nothing else.
The doorway’s empty, it was splintered by the storm.
The line between us hangs tattered and forlorn.
And it’s still another endless night.
I got midnight on the inside.
Over and over and over I scream Please somebody shake me out of this dream
Of midnight on the inside.
All the chances to survive have blown away,
Ashes scattered from tomorrow to the grave.
The door was swinging shut when I last looked around.
The line is shredded into pieces on the ground.
And it’s still another endless night.
I got midnight on the inside.
When all of those regrets start staring down at you.
I find no comfort in a bottle or a box
And my head is pounding with the ticking of the clocks.
Oh, it’s still another endless night.
I got midnight on the inside.
You were the lifeline that kept me from losing myself.
Now my heart is howling so I can’t hear nothing else.
The doorway’s empty, it was splintered by the storm.
The line between us hangs tattered and forlorn.
And it’s still another endless night.
I got midnight on the inside.
Over and over and over I scream Please somebody shake me out of this dream
Of midnight on the inside.
All the chances to survive have blown away,
Ashes scattered from tomorrow to the grave.
The door was swinging shut when I last looked around.
The line is shredded into pieces on the ground.
And it’s still another endless night.
I got midnight on the inside.
