My faith is strongest when the night sky is clear.
Light jumping out of window is staring the dark from afar.
If people don’t wish to be eaten then they shouldn’t taste so nice
It’s going up almost every night. I guess the storm had a lot to do with it.
Stars that shine bling in the moon night, might I find true love sqirreled away tonight?
Night is mine, together with a substantial part of the future.
If today’s an indication if we’re ready for opening night, I’d say we’re far from it,