LYRIC

When the lights go down in the city
Getting real low
Settle in, in my room
I'm unnoticed

When the still comes in through my window
Letting me go
I feel a calm, come over me, on the floor

On the floor
Where the rats all come away clean
They're on the floor
Where the children all stomped and screamed
Straight out the door
Will I find my self on my kness
Begging please

When the lights go down in the city
And everyone goes to their room
Walking the trail
To dreamland

When the lights go down in the city
Something is roaring
I find myself
Waiting to believe

On the floor
Where the mice call shots in the corner, that's where I'll be
When the crickets come home and sing their symphony
Will I find myself on my knees
Begging please

On the floor
Facing the things I've done here on the floor
Where the years have gathered and run that's where I'll be
And I find myself on my knees
Begging please

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