It was a stormy Wednesday night
I turned all the car lights off
Let the thunderstorm light my way
Terrified of the dark
Not because of the monsters hiding in the shadows
No, I know the real monsters lie waiting in my head
They know exactly what to whisper to make my heart drop
How did they ever get so clever?
Stopping in the middle of somewhere close to no where
Wanted to have a talk with the devils on my shoulders
Ask the one with the white wings
How we ended out this far
And of the faintest whispers
I heard
If angelic beings were to fall to this world of ours
I think even they would commit many wrongs
That’s what the dark brings