What She Does At Night

She's taking a walk in the cold at night

Thinking that her chest feels tight

To draw breath is a hard thing to do

In a world that moves fast and demands much of you

She listens to the music

She's humming along

Forgets what's around for the length of a song

She wants to be free and she tries to be brave

And she's moving in ways she only moves for herself

The wind blows through the gaps between the lampposts in the street

She loves to listen to its sough

She's glad she is alone right now

It's such a pretty song

She'd listen all night long

She's squinting her eyes

Cause she wants to lose her focus and she wants to see the world

In a surreal kind of state

And when she really tries she can finally shed the weight

She'd picked it up herself

Just the usual, nothing fancy, she just got it off the shelf

Mmmm

Mmmm

Mmmm

Mmm

The wind blows through the gaps between the lampposts in the street

She loves to listen to its sough

She's glad she is alone right now

It's such a pretty song

She'd listened all along

At night the pressure and the rush of daylight seem to sleep

She's not a night owl but she tries to stay awake to feel some peace

She wants to be free and she tries to be brave

And she's moving in ways she only moves for herself