Step outside in the world of the twilight hour
And distinguish between the sweet and sour
Look upon the streets no longer crimson bright
And not yet engulfed by the darkness of night
It’s a time where heroes wear no capes
And evil finds a way to escape
Where the TV sits still, paused from its flashing lights
And you finally experience the blood, sweat, and tears of real fights
It’s a time where the sun doesn’t blind from the truth
Yet every alley and corner is lit for the youth
So step outside and look after the summers shower
And witness the world, clearly, in its twilight hour