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The moon patterns graffiti outside my window
It calls me out, beckons me to go
To dance below the star streaked sky
to swim in the waters of light
But no, I won't go
.
There's a song whispering through the trees
A beautiful rush, and it's me they tease
Beckoning with a song of hope and love
Created for those who need it, lifting all to the heavens above
I won't go, no
.
There's so much going on tonight
Happening for me, begging me to be free, gie up the fight.
I want to feel, I want just a taste
To break free from this straight, but it's all a waste
No, I won't go.
.
I shut the window, close myself off to it, turn away
I can't see it, can't hear it, I wait for the new day
I'll hide myself in the crowds, no one will see
The pain ever unreleased, the other side of me
Because no, I won't go
.