Besedila: The Twilight Singers. Into The Street.

One early morn, I couldn't sleep
I poured myself into the street
I watched the world from off a cloud
I saw the people quarreling out loud

So sand, the wind
A brighter day
Will come again

Shut out the lights, turn down the bed
Whatever gets you through your head
Unlock the door, throw away the key
We don't want the spirits watching
As they hover, over you and me

And as they dance
They call their way around
They come, they often go
They know, they often go low

My little girl, where did you go?
I cannot find you anymore
Angel sweet, Angel bright
Come on back to me
I promise you, the wall will fall with me

The way I'm goin' down
This time, this time I'm goin' down
I can't fight, I'm goin' down
Goodbye