Playing With Night

The storm is coming across the waters

The day has become night.

Tears have replaced laughter 

And the mist interferes with sight

How else could you explain the roaring noise

The flashing coloured lights?

The shadows of ghostly girls and boys 

If they all had perfect sight?

No, it has to be an illusion, 

A dangerous trick of the light

What are the people using

Who is playing with night?

You’re telling me what I want to hear 

You’re playing with my life

You make sure you’re always near 

A potentially dangerous fire

I should stop believing you 

There can’t be magic here

But I want to believe you too

Despite all my fear.

I'm missing each word as it passes by

Time is on nobody's side

Keep on catching lie after lie

There is nowhere left to hide