Behind The Drapes

All of us now bent as we fall Too amorous light we call out Why are we so alone Even with company If not the moon will us guide Will then the street light All of us now breathe it like smoke To know what it's like Breathe to choke Well for nine days A small moth has tried to escape Our bedroom Why are we so alone Even with company We are the pray For each day a striking distance Why are we so alone Even with company If not the moon will us guide Will then the street light Why are we so alone Even with company We are the pray For each day a striking distance