Crystalline - The Midnight

Rush hour

On an uptown train

Doors open

As she walks in

She’s soaking

Caught in the rain

Her skin shines

Crystalline

Eyes meet

You know where this goes

Her keys in

They take off their clothes

They’re soaking

Caught in a dream

Her skin shines like

Crystalline

The problem with believers

They’ll let anyone in the door

The problem with deceivers

Is all the bodies buried under the floor boards

Sailors knew sirens would sing

From rocks off the cliffs by the sea

The monsters with waiting teeth

Their skin shines

Crystalline

Rush hour

On an uptown train

Doors open

As she walks in

She’s soaking

Caught in the rain

Her skin shines

Crystalline