Behind the Drapes

All of us now
Dent as we fall
Too amorous-like
We call outWhy are we so alone?
Even with company
If not the moon will us guide,
Will then the streetlight?All of us now
Breathe in like smoke
To know what it's likeBreathe in to choke
Every nine days
A small moth has
Tried to escape our bedroomWhy are we so alone?
Even with company
We are afraid
For each day a striking distanceWhy are we so alone?
Even with company
If not the moon will us guide,
Will then the streetlight?Why are we so alone?
Even with company
We ought to pray
For each day a striking distance