The midnight moons have saidnTheir goodbye’snThe woolen black blanketsnPulled over the skiesnnHere lays a quiet dull lifeless townnSomewherenSomeone is smilingnAndnSomewherenSomeone is cryingnHere…nnIn bedsnThe sandman dances his jignWhile shovels nIn graveyardsnDignnIn our quite dull lifeless townnSomewherenSomeone is smilingnAndnSomewherenSomeone is cryingnButnSomewherenSomeone is lying…nOh yeah.nnHave the birdsnAnd the angelsnSang their last songs?nAnd has the shepard foundnWhat has nLong since been gone?nHas our quite dull lifeless town died? nNo. nThough it seems,nAs our little quite town dreams,nnSomewherenSomeone is smilingnButnSomewherenSomeone is cryingnAndnSomewherenSomeone’s at peacenPeace at last...nnSomeone is smilingnSomewherenSomeone’s at peace somewhere...nSomeone is cryingnSomewherenSomeone’s at peace somewhere...nSomeone is smilingnSomewherenSomeone’s at peace somewhere...nSomeone is cryingnSomewherenSomeone’s at peace somewhere...n