Indigo Night

Imagine, the girls around town assemble

The traveler’s son they come asking

Where he came from

‘Cause they’ve watched him

Washing his face near the pond

A curious boy and they wonder

Where he came from

He says I, I have seen the world’s most beautiful places

Still I feel, as If I'm a walking machine

Watching it all through a screen

There is nothing in between to me

This might as well not be real

Imagine, the girls take him up on a hill

It’s an Indigo night, there’s a chill

The boy is confused but he’s still

As they gather around him

So many of them, they all sing

About the pleasures of life

And he cries

Why can’t I sing along with some feeling, or some meaning?

It feels like I’ve always been blind

I don’t know why you girls are so kind

For there are so many in line

Whose lives aren’t as lost as mine

Now something happened there

The smell of the grass, or maybe the air

There was no more despair

Just something about that night

Maybe the girls, they lit some light

And made everything right

‘Cause he’s never been

More alive