Oh the evening descends and conceals
And reveals shadows
Ah sorrow grows best here, you know?
And I don't think you care at all
I kiss the wall now, give a dark look....keep blinkin
Oh though it's dark out your eyes are deceiving
I saw a flashlight turn on in the evening
So you can see in the night
But I don't understand
So lead us through suffering and thorn
A calm without form descends and conceals
And veils our sight
Well I open my eyes in the night
And I search for my hand in the dark
And I can't see a thing at all
And I don't think you even care
And I don't think you even care
Off the evening descends
And I don't think you even care