Like a little child at play,
with a barefoot style
In the rain.
Although the names may change
its the cries that don't lie.
You should notice me.
So should I.
I'll keep the lights on, for a while.
To keep at bay with hope
what defiles.
Cause in the distance, creatures howl and sigh
and I know why.
Because they notice me.
So should I.
Like a little child, they say,
envisioning the world,
not the grave.
They know the pain's the same
In the minds that don't lie.
They're always noticing.
So should I.