The Hour Before The Light
Shadows are creeping across my room
Dancing all along the wall
My window is open to the quarter moon
I feel no breeze at all
I hear the dogs and the tomcats too
Crying out for a fight
Now is the hour I remember you
The hour before the light
Your face was hard, your eyes were moist
I had no words to say
I still can hear your breaking voice
And see you walking away
I would find you now if I could
Could I make it right?
Turning ashes into wood
The hour before the light
If I could choose the dreams I make, I would not dream to fly
I would not dream of worlds to take
Wouldn't dream of cities in the sky
I'd dream you here, I'd pull you in
Dream to last all night
Dream your breath across my skin
The hour before the light
Shadows are creeping across my room
Dancing all along the wall
My window is open to the quarter moon
I have not slept at all
Sirens whining in microtone
Cutting through the night
Are you awake, are you alone
The hour before the light
