Monster In My Closet, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab

There's a monster in my closet, and he calles himself Night
He dresses in all black, and he can't stand the light

He ventures out at dusk, when the sun has gone down
He creeps in shadowed corners, he wears an angry frown

All that I can see, are his cold glowing eyes
They stare and they glare, they try to hypnotize

I used to be weak, and fall under his spell
I'd sink into the frozen, dark depths of Hell

Every single evening, I'd wait expectantly
Nibbling my fingernails, knowing he'd come for me

And sure enough he'd show, his gruesome little face
He'd reach out and yank me, into that scary place

Night by jaded night, I gave in more easily
Soon the gloom became, quite comfortable to me

In daytime I would feel, like I didn't quite belong
No longer did the sunshine, make me brave and strong

I'd become a prisoner, of the closet-monster, Night
He made me just like him, fearful of the light

He robbed me of my happiness, almost every grain
The only things he let me keep, were my fear and my pain

But then suddenly, what hope I still possessed
Tapped me on the shoulder, and told me I was blessed

I didn't quite know, what to make of it
So I bowed my head and prayed, just a little bit

I asked God for strength, and a light for my path
Right away he rescued me, from that monster's wrath

He showered me with wisdom, and his neverending love
He reminded me that strength, comes from up above

So now I'm living life, in the sunshine once more
And when I need a hand, I just knock on Heaven's door

There's a monster in my closet, he calls himself Night
When he tries to hypnotize me, I just click on the light

Posted: 2005-01-26 07:03:30 UTC

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