Darkness, Pts. 1-3
Colin Gibson, Kenny Craddock
Bright city street lights
Burn in the black night
Unlike the moonlight on a lake
Darkened apartments
Blinds hide their windows
Turn on the room light anyway
Dark chilly night folk
Paying for ladies
Unlike the ladies of the day
As the day turns grey
Darkness why did you kill my morning
Why did you fill my apartment with night?
Evening, what did I do to deserve you
Who do you share your department with?