Night School - Rosanne Cash
Morbid like a mystery town
Water, heat and moon
Steam under magnolia trees
Never-ending roads
What happened to that other life?
We thought we lived we too
We travelled like spies in paradise
The time, it felt so true
In night school
In night school
What about this big old house?
Tell me all the news
What’s became of all those years?
Whatever will we do?
I’m hoping there’s a mystery town
Water, heat and moon
And steam lines over battle fields
And all I see is you
In night school
In night school
The hungry ghosts still tap the walls
Where once there was a door
I’ve given everything to them
Still they wanted more
Steam lines on the window panes
We acted like such fools
But like in everything to be
Lying in mystery
In night school
In night school