Midnight, all the kids are asleep. Moonlight makes them breathe in so deep. Inside, hunger cuts like a knife. Upside, I can smell the real life. . I'm climbing their beds, I lift up their heads.
Cry, don't cry, don't be afraid. Try, just try, let it in you, try. Cry, don't cry, it's gettin' late. Try, just try, follow me. (Down). . Breathe in.