In the dark of the night
Those small hours
Uncertain and anxious
I need to call you
Rooms full of strangers
Some call me friend
But I wish you were so close to me
In the dark of night
Those small hours
I drift away
When I’m with you
In the dark of night
By my side
In the dark of night
By my side, by my side, by my side
I wish you were
I wish you were
Here comes the clown
His face in a wall
No window
No air at all
In the dark of night
Those faces they haunt me
But I wish you were
So close to me
By my side
By my side
I wish you were
I wish you were
By my side
In the dark of night
Those faces they haunt me
I wish you were so close to me
Yes I wish you were
By my side
‘By My Side‘ ~INXS~
I don’t think I’ve ever posted a landscape, I’ve always managed to get into the picture somehow, but there’s something about the swamp at Black Bayou Lake that calls to me. It’s dark but not foreboding, it feels comfortable and welcoming to my sometimes unsettled soul. It’s ok to be enveloped by this atmosphere, for a time…..but a person needs bright sunshine and happiness…love and hope…..and peace. Without those, life doesn’t mean much.
