by tyler stenson © 2006 — ASCAP

Under the twilight and miles from bed
We drank with a heart-ache to cure.
After the moonlight began to ascend,
I do believe, that we touched that limit for sure.

The truth came out as the beers went down
And we walked on the edge of the night
Telling our stories of Ghosts that have died
And these dime-a-dozen lovers that we can’t replace-
Never tried.

It was night, but then the sky lit up instead.
It was blue, then beautiful red.
This night is mostly dead
But I am miles from bed.

These are conversations that need to be had
To know just how it feels to really be sad.
We spent the night talking like we were the best-
Always hiding the secret that, my friend,
We are just like the rest and

It was night, but then the sky lit up instead.
It was blue, then beautiful red.
This night is mostly dead
But I am miles from bed.

The daylight has come and the moonlight is fading
Like the thousands of days that we have spent waiting
For someone to come down from the sky
To sing us to sleep
And stay til we close our eyes.

It was night, until the sky lit up instead.
It was blue, then the most beautiful red I have ever seen.
This night is mostly dead
But I am miles from bed.