Stumbling on the sidewalks
Curving as the sun stops
Dew covered grass tears
Dripping mirror crosswalks
Bones and muscle bend and slip
Walking down the sliver strip
To the bridge that crosses county lines
Midnight
I feel right
Angels cross the star stained sky
Tonight
A good night to die
The edge above the violent sea
Always seemed so calm to me
I guess anything can seem alright
If you look in the right light
Above the waves
Above the moons
Above the stars
Above the hells the devil looms