It's just one of those nights
Where the moon still
Makes the sky
Seem so dark
On warm
Autumn crunching
Of the leaves
Under my feet
As I sneak by
A pair of guys
All dressed
In drunken party clothes
Stumbling over
And over
Like the way I
Repeat routine
Waking up clockwork
Of an old machine
That ticks around
Slowly you are making way
To my ten feet wall
Standing too tall
Towering over
Like the chain link fence
Of a school yard
That imprisons our minds
To think too fast
And I'll make a change
That I think will last
By the time I'm older
I'll realize then
That I didn't need to
Make up my mind
Rather make up my bed
The sheets will be tossed
And laying on the ground
From last nights slumber
Where my thoughts were too loud
Constantly being reminded
Of those nights
Where the moon still
Makes the sky
Seem so dark