My thoughts are deep,
My thoughts are dark,
Where do they come,
From straight out of the dark.
I walk through life so interested,
I still find my way,
Why does the dark follow me,
what do I see in the dark?
They are the Nighthawks,
The spiders in the trees,
In the dark I have night terrors,
They’ve gone on forever.
They hurt me,
They haunt me,
My thoughts are deep,
My thoughts are dark.