Night Time - Tristan

Think I’ll sit out in the backyard

Watch the bats go flying around

I hope they eat all the mosquitoes

In this whole town

Because I’m getting eaten alive

That stuff from the corner store didn’t work

But the wine just goes down easy

And temporarily replaces the hurt

It’s night time on the East side

And I’m staring into darkened woods

And I’m hoping I hear rustling leaves

Or breaking sticks under the hooves

Oh, but the deer just aren’t running tonight

And if living was so damn easy

You’d get to Heaven doing half the work

But it’s a daunting thing, to thee I sing

You can’t get lower than when you’re in the dirt

So don’t worry where I’m going

I’ve got the moon to guide me sure

It turns the leaves shades of black and grey

Like a scene from To Kill A Mockingbird