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