Bitaites

Foto: Garik Avanesian (Opiums Dream) | Música: Morphine (The Night)

You’re the night, Lilah. A little girl lost in the woods. You’re a folk tale, the unexplainable. You’re a bedtime story. The one that keeps the curtains closed. I hope you’re waiting for me cause I can’t make it on my own. I can´t make it on my own. It’s too dark to see the landmarks. I don’t want your good luck charms. I hope you’re waiting for me across your carpet of stars. You’re the night, Lilah. You’re everything that we can’t see. Lilah, you’re the possibility. (…) Unknown the unlit world of old. You’re the sounds I never heard before. Off the map where the wild things grow. Another world outside my door. Here I stand I’m all alone. Drive me down the pitch black road. Lilah you’re my only home and I can’t make it on my own.