All Of The Nights

If the dead people answered my calls, then I would not have to wonder

if what I think hits the wall or is trying to pull me under

All of the nights

howlin about the arcade

wanting to talk

about how days are really made-

If my dreams are memories too, then I have to snatch the pebble

and the master will never be you, and I'll be the unsung rebel

All of the nights 

If my whisky´s diluted with ice, it might be worth to mention

that my greenhouse is pretty and nice, if you don´t call it detention-

All of the nights

If the rooftop is airy and cleared for lucid conversatin

I will bring my ladder and climb to accept the invitation-

All of the nights

howlin about the arcade

wanting to talk

about how days are really made-