Moonlight's bright tonight.
Let's go outside and play.
We can run until dawn.
Morning's still far away.

Embrace the lingering warmth
From the setting of the sun.
Streets grant one true path.
Night calls our return.

In silence the river washed
Our dreams from the shore.
Shiny speckles of sand
Are ours no more.

We’re left vacant and empty
With no pathway home,
Yet the streets keep calling,
Calling our return.

The nights will restore
What we knew in the streets,
But lost from our lives
In many years since.

New challenges we’ll face
With joy and with grief.
Head-on and direct,
Reclaim our belief.

Come share the night,
And the life we must lead
In the streets of the city
Where we can be free.

Moonlight's bright tonight.
Let's go outside and play,
In the streets of the city.
Morning's still far away.

Sun beats down on loose stones
Beneath climbing feet.
Heavy pack rests
On weary shoulders.

Sweating brow, dry throat, burning eyes.
Moisture absorbed by hot dry skin.
Heavy burdens rest
On weary shoulders.

Tired body accomplishes
Tasks of the mind.
Cool winds strong
Where the peak is high.
Heavy burdens fade.

Turn out the light and follow me.
Come along and you will see.
On this night, this one night,
The truth tonight you will see.

Come along, have some faith,
Believe in yourself, believe in me.
Turn out the light and follow me.
Come along and you shall see.

Sunshine and morning’s dew
Spider webs on sidewalks, gleaming bright.
I wish we could see the sunrise
Together one last time.

Breeze blowing through our hair
Souls reaching out, touching ground.
I wish we could feel the sun
Together one last time.

I can recall moments
Lost in time
Very long before I met you.
Images of me and you.

Sometimes we stare
Into the eyes
Of oncoming cars
Merely for the thrill of it,

To pretend as they do in stories
That the good hero darts away
Just in time,
While the evil villain is crushed
Beneath the vehicle, blood on his lips.

We wait
Until the last possible moment
Pulling back
To understand
Which role we play.

Moonlight’s bright tonight.
Let’s go outside and play
In the streets of the city.
Morning’s far away.

We’ll dance in the streets,
Race under the stars,
Staring into the eyes
Of oncoming cars.

They’ll tell us their wisdom
In archetypical style
Of the roles that we play
And if we survive.

The dogs of the city,
They howl and they fight,
Then fortune they share
For our hungry delight.

When morning comes early
With its fresh silken dreams,
We shake off the dust
Of what we have seen.

We’ll feel the warm sun
Wake our guarded souls,
To feed us again
As we make our way home.

Our lives have been spent
Living other’s requests.
Now is the time
For our own conquests.

The streets of the city
Are daring and sheer.
Come with me now.
Experience no fear.

Playing games you never lose
Is like never having to say you are sorry
Even if you should be,
Or accept being wrong
Even if you need to be.