Have you ever just stared at the moon and wished away the problems in your life? Many people do, but no one stops to think that maybe the moon can't do anything, or even if it really cares at all...
Lyrics
Midway through the night
and everything is quite
alright
Silouettes cry out
bathed in sliver light
to drown their fright
try out every option 'till they get it right.
Is it what you want?
Is it what they need to get them by?
Can you even try to care for and provide anything to get them through their struggle and their strife?
Or are they merely breathing useless in the night?
They don't know you like I do.
'Cause they're all blinded and confused.
No, they don't know you like I do.
On your dark side do you hold
answers to numbers untold
of hopless wanderers' and vagrants' pleas they threw into the fold?
Or do you hope they'll lose their blind, misshapen image in their minds that holds you in highest regard when maybe you don't care to find
that they don't know you like I do?
I stand there silenced and confused
'cause they don't know you like I do.
They don't know you like I do
I stand there silenced and confused.
But they don't know you like I do.
No, they don't know you like I do.
And you don't know them like I do.
