In a dream, I saw you walkin'. Like a kid alive and talkin', that was you. In the classroom, you were teachin'. On the streets you were policin' that was you.
Some say, death is the easy way and I think they're right. 'Cause nights tick, by like a long week except when you stop by. And I know that tryin' gets nothing done and I see you're about dry.
Daybreak...nightfall. Long as I believe. There ain't nothing glowin'. Like this skin you're showin'. And the keys you gave to me. . Nightjails...poolhalls.