What She Does At Night
She's taking a walk in the cold at night
Thinking that her chest feels tight
To draw breath is a hard thing to do
In a world that moves fast and demands much of you
She listens to the music
She's humming along
Forgets what's around for the length of a song
She wants to be free and she tries to be brave
And she's moving in ways she only moves for herself
The wind blows through the gaps between the lampposts in the street
She loves to listen to its sough
She's glad she is alone right now
It's such a pretty song
She'd listen all night long
She's squinting her eyes
Cause she wants to lose her focus and she wants to see the world
In a surreal kind of state
And when she really tries she can finally shed the weight
She'd picked it up herself
Just the usual, nothing fancy, she just got it off the shelf
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmm
The wind blows through the gaps between the lampposts in the street
She loves to listen to its sough
She's glad she is alone right now
It's such a pretty song
She'd listened all along
At night the pressure and the rush of daylight seem to sleep
She's not a night owl but she tries to stay awake to feel some peace
She wants to be free and she tries to be brave
And she's moving in ways she only moves for herself
Thinking that her chest feels tight
To draw breath is a hard thing to do
In a world that moves fast and demands much of you
She listens to the music
She's humming along
Forgets what's around for the length of a song
She wants to be free and she tries to be brave
And she's moving in ways she only moves for herself
The wind blows through the gaps between the lampposts in the street
She loves to listen to its sough
She's glad she is alone right now
It's such a pretty song
She'd listen all night long
She's squinting her eyes
Cause she wants to lose her focus and she wants to see the world
In a surreal kind of state
And when she really tries she can finally shed the weight
She'd picked it up herself
Just the usual, nothing fancy, she just got it off the shelf
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmm
The wind blows through the gaps between the lampposts in the street
She loves to listen to its sough
She's glad she is alone right now
It's such a pretty song
She'd listened all along
At night the pressure and the rush of daylight seem to sleep
She's not a night owl but she tries to stay awake to feel some peace
She wants to be free and she tries to be brave
And she's moving in ways she only moves for herself
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