References to common sense have no place in times like this.
Trust me friends, I'm a fan of sleeping,
but tonight adventure conquers dreaming.
So let's welcome the night like fireflies.
Let's run down the sidewalk and scream at the sky.
Use the rest of your breath to tell your stories as singing.
Bounce off the walls, trade the floor for the ceiling.
I'm singing for all of you!
This is a request: Crawl out from graves of regret!
This is a request: Don't waste your time tonight!
From the city lights to the backyard skies,
the dark sweaty rooms that shape our lives.
I don't know much, but I know tonight's alive!
Opinions of nocturnal love, without poet's charm or wit,
misunderstood to passers by, but loud and clear to misfit kids.
So let's welcome the night like fireflies.
Let's run down the sidewalk and scream at the sky.
Use the rest of your breath to tell your stories as singing.
Bounce off the walls, trade the floor for the ceiling.
I'm singing for all of you!
