dreams from mischief night by Nick Jorgensen

You’re nothing more than a creak in the house
You’re not the shadow on the wall
You’re no louder than the wind at night
And you’re not mine anymore

Dreams spill over into waking hours
Bleeding through like ink on paper
A scratch at the door from all your worst nightmares
In the end I’ll see you again

You’re nothing more than a crow at my window
You’re not the black cat crossing my path
You’re no louder than the rain on my wedding day
And you’re not mine anymore

Dreams spill over into waking hours
Bleeding through like ink on paper
A scratch at the door from all your worst nightmares
In the end I’ll see you again

See you again
See you again

• Pop
• acoustic
• experimental
• horror
• indie
• Bayonne