Walking through it's sweet orange glow,
Temperature drops and the wind it does blow.
Skies full of lights, they are wild and hectic.
The streets full of lights, warm and electric!
You trudge through the grass, it's quiet and alone.
Even in the town, the pigeon flocks have flown.
Wherever you're going, you know you'll find it soon.
The world illuminated, by the light of our moon.
There is a cool gentle mist, it touches your blood.
You walk with a smile, you hide under your hood.
There is no better feeling, it's truly the best!
To be out on the street, while everyone rests.