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Late nights I get lost in my head
I settle into the sadness
All the lyrics make sense and penetrate me
Music of sorrow becomes my idolatry
Late nights when only God is watching

Oh but mighty day is so bright
It drives away all the tragedy of night
And I’ve always said my soul is like the sun
Craving truths revealed by light
But yet to the west I want to run
To see the day be done
To feel the sorrow of the night

And the truth is that I know
My path is down a well-lit road
But I sit and wait for sunsets

I don’t want to let them go
because nothing else is as beautiful.