All the skies opened up
and now they're mentioning your name
in connection with a drowning when you're just saying
"Ah, let it come down"

So you stole that Schwinn
And rode right in to the winner's circle of the sun
Now Mile-End is claiming
"You're one of those! Take off those clothes
You're one of them!"
But you won't

I couldn't turn around
I couldn't wrap my head around it
Best to forget that things change
Hanging outside in the rain is okay
I walked into the festival
Did these cacophonies please you?
Hey, they pleased me too
While we still had our sight, but don't look now, people
Here comes the night
Here comes the night

I heard those traps you've been living off of (and on) have come undone
I heard you only poach to save your children
Well save it
'Cause a real thief (thief, thief, thief, thief, thief) thieves

I couldn't turn around
Or phrase it as a question
'Cause when it comes to that prize a temple your size was too big
I walked into festival (I know, you know)
The festival of symphonies pleased you
They pleased me too
Back when we still had our sight
But don't look now, angel, here comes the night
Here comes the night

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Writer(s): Daniel Bejar