Soft Orange Glow

作曲 : Josh Woodward

the moon is beating on this town

on the silent streets and all around

its crescent's growing larger every time i close my eyes

the burning lamplights on main street

on this deserted tuesday night

are calling for a sign of life to consume their fire

as the girl sits alone on a bench

she's waiting for a ride

or a moment of clarity

or perhaps she is not waiting for anything at all

and she's content to watch the streetlights and the moon... on the concrete

she's been there for as long as i've seen, maybe longer,

maybe she's always been there as a living statue

she commerates a saint who had fallen some years past

and she has drifted from the spotlight

and is nothing more than a shadow of a shadow

and her face, it is carved with a purpose

nobody knows this destiny, not even this girl

who sits alone on her bench under the moon and the streetlights

and stares at something in the distance, motionless

even the wind is asleep at this hour

the clouds are laying low on the horizon upon pillows of more clouds

and the soft orange glow of the sleeping sky casts down on the sleeping earth

and she will rise when the morning sun consumes the fog

and the soft orange glow becomes the fallen saint

hidden by the shadow of a shadow

burnt by the spotlight

invisible

gone