Children whisper from the trees
And the ceiling calls my name
but it\'s just another night
everything\'s just the same
You can\'t touch the night
You don\'t taste its breath
It\'s just a place where light
has fallen back
like any other night.
I will not turn to claim what\'s owed
close my eyes and find the road
can\'t be a lie if it\'s not told
(can you hold me tonight?)
I\'m the Sun-God, baby
I\'m a dead dog, maybe
maybe I got room
to change.
I ask for things that can\'t be shown
utter a prayer in a tongue of stone
vex Israel and am made to roam
l\'ll find a cool small patch of loam
to hold me tonight.
Like any other night.