'Neath A Midnight Sky

It’s the blood that pours from the wounds that comes from the roses that you held in your hands too tight
it’s a far off moon that you can’t see through
all the clouds that have gathered
for the storm that’s brewed

Well the grass looks greener on the other side
near a clear blue stream where the lillies lie
take a look in your own backyard
it’s hidin there ‘Neath a midnight sky

Now the ties that bind when your all alone’s
the only thing that feels like home
take a trip to the ole brick house
it’s just a memory standin now