Letras:
Answer The Dead Of The Night

night So we better start believing We can make it all, alright In the cool red light in the dead of the night We wash away the pain As the night turn

returned, one rainy day, but not to throw garbage away / He planned to catch some fish instead, not knowing they were mostly dead / The man fished all day and night

: Do you still say your prayers little darlin' Do you go to bed at night Prayin' that tommorow, everything will be alright But tommorow's fall in number

guard's the darkened Gates That Satan calls his home Demons feed the furnace where The Dead are free to roam Lonely children of the night There's seven

: When I was younger I thought the world circled around me But in time I realized I was wrong My immortal thoughts turned into just dreams of a dead

but the leaves were still yellow and every little sound was heard then we had to make it down to the river and back when the dead of the night had turned

like, "Don't you wish you was dead?" No ground to place my feet I feel the fire under me A way out is all I need Somebody, answer me! [Chorus] + ad libs

name, but the message relayed is the same: ?Wait till tomorrow, you'll be fine." But it's gone to the dogs in my mind. I always hear them when the dead of night

eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there was When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "