Nightfall - Robert Francis

Honey, I know I’m moving too fast, walking over water, walking over stained

glass

Little white sparrows overhead

Fast as they fly away from here, baby I’d as soon be dead

All life, hillsides being torn down

Losing my mind, buildings all around

It’s too late, it’s too late, I ain’t gonna wait around

Honey, I’ll be gone before the nightfall

Polish off some Ballantines and chase it with some gin

Ten thousand scaffolds holding half a million kids

I reached to grab a glowing rose but instead I burned my hand

It was just a thousand moths covering a light, hoping that they’d found land

Life could be a luxury if life forfeited time

Because all that time has done to me is give then take what’s mine

It’s not mine, it’s not mine, I ain’t gonna waste more time

Honey, I’ll be gone before the nightfall