There's streetlight outside burning in the blue-black sky, Standing on the pavement with friends by its side, They'll sway in the wind till morning then flicker and die. Only by the night does a spark ignite, Illuminating suburbia in perfect half-light. "In this silence I believe".
The streetlights are lonely as they sway in the wind. Their job is to **** the darkness, Yet dawn signals their end.
Teenagers climbing streetlights cause they like to get high, Hanging from lamp posts just to feel alive. Ascend the mast, Attain a heading, Set sail and let adventure come running.
In the hazy orange glow of early morning some things appear clearer than others. Where the mind may be lost what might stand to be found?
Quote: -Line Eleven from Silence by Mt. Eden Dubstep Note: -"Madrugada" is the Spanish word for "early hours of the morning" (the period of time between midnight and before sunrise).