Bill Mallonee - Nomenclature lyrics

This is one of those nights a halo rings the moon You venture out upon those hard streets of gloom The moon shines so bright pinned to her curtain of blue The only sound you hear is the shuffling of your shoes This is one of those nights there's nowhere to hide Another neon happy hour fell a lifetime shy Your heart's a lonely ocean and your heart is just a tomb And the only sound you hear is the shuffling of your shoes I've told a million truths whispered a million lies I learned to do it all looking dead into your eyes Keep to the back roads yeah the underground's even better You map the strange terrain with a different nomenclature Yeah this is one of those nights where God could show up soon The only sound you hear is the shuffling of your shoes