These Night Moves
The night moves dark and silent
I walk the midnight streets again.
Fire up a final cigarette in the starlight
a storm is brewing
a twist in the wind.
The clouds cover the moon in grey swirls
the moon like an egg standing.
The night I met you it was like a dream
had no idea you'd mean a thing to me.
Breaking diamonds on the trail
and sliding back twist and shake.
-Will Dockery / June 1977
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