It's night and the fingernail moon brings me to dance through your room, make me home make me home soonnnCome my dear child, I only ask for a smile to make all of life worth the whilennAnd when I can dream no more, I wake to be found on all fours, blessed to be here on this floornnThe young righteous man follows his own folded hands while he waits for some whispered commandnnBut I knew from the start to follow the beat of my heart back to dreaming and right where you arennn