Night People

She leans her breast against the window
Wishing it was a loaded gun
She’s growing tired of barely living
Where she rarely feels the sun
She’s having thoughts of Indiana
And going back where she came from
This wicked life in California
She’s been having too much fun

When the night people come
And the night people go
It’s a party
When the night people come

She knows the way her parents taught her
It’s night and day and right and wrong
But in this tomb they call the city
Well they play a different song
And though she struggles to remember
And tries keep their vision clear
She’s looking back into the sunset
As it slowly disappears

The night people come
The night people go
It’s a party
The night people come

She wants to leave
She knows she needs to find the things she lacks
But every time the darker side just pulls her back

When the night people come
And the night people go
It’s a party
When the night people come

The night people come
And they keep on coming
The night people go
It’s a midnight party
The night people come
The night people, oh yeah
Keep on coming all night long
When the night people come
The night people