The Music Of The Night

(álbum: The Magic Tree - 2018)

When the sun's done set this evening
You will find me that much further down the line
This big ol' rat race city's gone and
Put me through the wringer my last time
Your big shot wheeler dealers don't know everything
And least of all what's right
I'm going back to Arlindale to listen to the music of the night

Your golden city parkways
And your boulevards of lamp light luxury
Made yesterday's decisions seem
Essential to a dreamer much like me
A constant stream of everything I'd heard about
Was fin'ly in my sights
I'm going back to Arlindale to listen to the music of the night

Well, the weather's getting warmer and the
World back there has woken up for Spring
Please tell my friend the newsboy not to worry
That I'm missing anything
This little bag is all I'm taking with me
Boys, I've go to travel light
I'm going back to Arlindale to listen to the music of the night
I'm going back to Arlindale to listen to the music of the night