Rhob Cunningham - The Lights Lyrics

Never could have reckoned it could come to this
Why'd we need to?
Playing the window; to hide

The lights, you could never see so many
In from the cold they come

Be they sparks, be they suns, they all need the darkness to spring from

Colouring the walk with your crayon eyes
Every picture a rediscovered guide

The lights?
You could never see so many
In from the cold they come

Be they fire diagnosed
Or when your eyes are closed
Aloud or as quiet as they come

Be they faint
Be they bright
An unexpected sight to build from
I could go on and on
Be they sparks, be they suns, they all need the darkness to spring from