Dreams We Conceive

In a city after midnight
Neath the halo of a street light
Withered dreams die
As the blood dries
All the wounds we keep hidden from view
In the safety of this darkness
As it hides all, time has tarnished
The forbidden, unforgiven, are secure here where no one pursues
But the night fades away and gives way to the day
For what else is the night to do?
As the dark steps aside, with the hopes we confide
And never believes that the dream we conceived would ever not, ever come true
Is life different, after midnight?
With its new dawn, and its new light
Inconsistent, and indifferent, to the things we were so sure we knew
As we stood there, in the night air
With such beauty, that the stars stare
From their distance, you are different
Like a dream that no one could refuse
But the night fades away
And gives way to the day
For what else is the night to do?
As the dark steps aside with the hopes we confide
And never believes that the dreams we conceived would ever not, ever come true
As you stand all alone at your station
What if God doesn’t know where you are?
As you said all your prayers for salvation
But afraid that they don’t go that far
So you wait all alone in your darkness
And there’s a train that drives on through the night
And if everyone’s on it except us
Will it return for that single light?
In a city after midnight
Neath the halo of a street light…