Thru the Twilight

The saint and the stripper

Cook or the queen

Some harlot or starlet

It's all the same scene

Cop or the killer

Artist and clown

Are standing behind me

So I don't look around

I reach for the sky

Hand out to learn

I touch for the sun

But my fingers got burned

Get me through the twilight

Get me through the night

Keep my body movin'

And I'll make it alright

The junkie, the tailor

Old and the young

Winners or losers

Drowned and the hung

Mothers, lovers, brothers, and sons

Fixers and tricksters

Critics and bums

I reach for the sky

Hand out to learn

I touch for the sun

But my fingers got burned

Get me through the twilight

Get me through the night

Keep my body movin'

And I'll make it alright

Faces in windows

Shadows that dance

There's men you desire

There's women you romance

Screamin' silhouettes and telephone teases

Tacky magazines and nervous diseases

Get me through the twilight

Get me through the night

Keep my body movin'

And I'll make it alright

Get me through the twilight

Get me through the night

Keep my body movin'

And I'll make it alright

(Get me through the twilight) get me through the twilight

(Get me through the night) get me through the night

Keep my body movin'

And I'll make it alright

(Get me through the twilight) get me through the twilight

(Get me through the night) get me through the night