[00:22.362]You're the night, Lilah, a little girl lost in the woods
[00:33.270]You're a folk tale, the unexplainable
[00:43.477]You're a bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains closed
[00:53.749]And I hope you're waiting for me, 'cause I can make it on my own
[01:04.367]I can make it on my own
[01:17.528]It's too dark to see the landmarks, I don't want your good luck charms
[01:27.788]I hope you're waiting for me across your carpet of stars
[01:38.422]You're the night, Lilah, you're everything that we can see
[01:49.677]Lilah, you're the possibility
[01:59.549]You're the bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains closed
[02:09.788]And I hope you're waiting for me, 'cause I can make it on my own
[02:20.366]I can make it on my own
[03:14.893]Unknown the unlit world of old, you're the sounds I never heard before
[03:20.582]Off the map where the wild things grow, another world outside my door
[03:25.937]Here I stand I'm all alone, drive me down the pitch black road
[03:30.999]Lilah, you're my only home and I can't make it on my own
[03:36.874]You're the bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains closed
[03:47.106]And I hope you're waiting for me, 'cause I can make it on my own
[03:57.970]I can make it on my own
[04:10.463]You're the paint can falling off the wall at the door that slams
[04:13.722]At the end of the hall where the kid rings sounds of basketball
[04:18.540]The battle of the earth of the angels, the shifting snow drifts so realistic
[04:23.396]So realistic, call you carpet of stars, see there is something in the yard
[04:29.886]It's awful dark with the painted strings, the cross, the good luck charm
[04:35.118]The prayer, the extra layer, the group