Nightwalker
I'm a nightwalker and I'm roaming ragged roads
Where I've gone no one knows
A wayward hero walking the lonely sleepless night
Time moves on beneath moonlight
And so I chase some slowly bygone dream
Of old haunts who never seem
To get closer to my reach because
It's what a nightwalker does
Well I'm a searcher for time that's slipped away
Seeking small glories every day
A ramblin' gambler wandering on the martyrs' street
Through smoke and mirrors of defeat
At night I'm a prodigal son with no return
Though many miles still left to burn
Before I'm heading home because
That's what a nightwalker does
It's what a nightwalker does
Now I'm drawn to the barroom lights
Where only the lonely still remain
I'll raise my glass to all the writer's tears
Our ink the blood to ease the pain
I'm an imposter's dream in a fool's night's arcade
Sharpening his pen into a shiny blade
Trying to fight off the phantoms at my side
As they do their best to hide
And then I drink the devil back down his hole
So he no longer dares to show
His wicked smile to mine because
Oh it could have been us
It could be one of us
That's what a nightwalker does
It's what a nightwalker does
That's what a nightwalker does
It's what a nightwalker does
Where I've gone no one knows
A wayward hero walking the lonely sleepless night
Time moves on beneath moonlight
And so I chase some slowly bygone dream
Of old haunts who never seem
To get closer to my reach because
It's what a nightwalker does
Well I'm a searcher for time that's slipped away
Seeking small glories every day
A ramblin' gambler wandering on the martyrs' street
Through smoke and mirrors of defeat
At night I'm a prodigal son with no return
Though many miles still left to burn
Before I'm heading home because
That's what a nightwalker does
It's what a nightwalker does
Now I'm drawn to the barroom lights
Where only the lonely still remain
I'll raise my glass to all the writer's tears
Our ink the blood to ease the pain
I'm an imposter's dream in a fool's night's arcade
Sharpening his pen into a shiny blade
Trying to fight off the phantoms at my side
As they do their best to hide
And then I drink the devil back down his hole
So he no longer dares to show
His wicked smile to mine because
Oh it could have been us
It could be one of us
That's what a nightwalker does
It's what a nightwalker does
That's what a nightwalker does
It's what a nightwalker does
Credits
Writer(s): Michiel Vaernewyck
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