Sound of the Night

a folk song in a key yet-to-be-determined

A semi-truck's leaving

The girl is conceding

To sleep in a bed with a new boy tonight

The stars are all hidden

By street lights, their giving

Is higher and high than the moon's ever bright

The fireflies whisper

As boys try to kiss her:

The girl who drank wine from a red plastic cup

The trees are unmoving

The boys are left drooling;

But she doesn't bother to hold her head up

To see them

The sound of the night is the sweetest delight

For the full moon, the stop signs, the cigarette lights

The monsters in hiding are soft and inviting

Though no one believes them when they say they're all right

It's just that time of night

The men are in waiting;

The girls are complaining

That their shoes make their feet feel so blistered and numb

They grab on to their hips

And sing soft from their lips

With false declarations of beauty and love

To feel them

The sound of the night is the sweetest delight

For the full moon, the stop signs, the cigarette lights

The monsters in hiding are soft and inviting

Though no one believes them when they say they're all right

It's just that time of night

It's nighttime in summer;

The singles and lovers

Are in full bloom and full force with every last drop

A blanket wrapped so tight,

A friendly kiss goodnight

To give all they give and to get what they've got

The sound of the night is the sweetest delight

For the full moon, the stop signs, the cigarette lights

The monsters in hiding are soft and inviting

Though no one believes them when they say they're all right

It's just that time of night