Nightblindness – David GrayBy A million to one outsidersNightblindnessCan’t seeYour bright eyes are whatThe time isTwenty five past eternityHear you listeningTo the silenceComing closerNow further awayWhat we gonna doWhen the money runs outI wish that there was something left to sayWhere we going to find the eyes to seeThe bright of dayI’m sick of all the same romancesLost chancesCold stormsPropping mountains upOn matchsticksDragging basketsFull of bonesAnd honey please don’t stopYour talking‘Cause there’s a feelingWon’t leave me aloneWhat we gonna doWhen the money runs outI wish that there was something I could sayHow we going to find the eyes to seeThe bright of day?What we gonna doWhen the money runs outI wish that there was something left to sayHow we going to find the eyes to seeThe bright of day?The bright of dayThe bright of day www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20