My Night by Gene Long I awaken in the dark and the time says it is two My mind comes alive as people with this condition often do I place my right hand under the pillow and find my 45 I now begin to relax as I feel I have a chance to stay alive I listen for any sounds that may give me concern This constant nightly vigilance makes my soul burn Can you only imagine every night of your life since 66 I wake up to imaginary threats that I prepare to fix I move silently through the house and listen to the sounds of night My soul gently settles as I realize there is no beginning of a fight There is no hidden sniper lying somewhere out in the vast world I will not have to meet my maker at the hands of a vengeful swirl I have a guardian angel but tonight her protection is not here When she is beside me, for once in my life I have no fear For under her pillow is her revolver attuned to her skills For this angel is like no other and any threat she kills When I am with her, the peace overcomes me and I fall fast asleep My soul is watched over by my angel and it’s said it is her’s to keep Just now a sound far off, breaks the silence of the night I am brought back to the reality that my security is now my fight A drink of water, a check of the doors and the locks fall in place I returned to the bedroom, doors locked, lay down, cool air on my face The air conditioner drones it’s gentle middle of the night tune Covering up all the imaginary sounds and silence comes soon I think for a moment only 5 more months till my 70th year Why would the world come after me and especially now and here Then sleep comes and gently rubs my soul to stop the hating I drift off...the ghosts of the past surround me...simply waiting My Night by Gene Long I awaken in the dark and the time says it is two My mind comes alive as people with this condition often do I place my right hand under the pillow and find my 45 I now begin to relax as I feel I have a chance to stay alive I listen for any sounds that may give me concern This constant nightly vigilance makes my soul burn Can you only imagine every night of your life since 66 I wake up to imaginary threats that I prepare to fix I move silently through the house and listen to the sounds of night My soul gently settles as I realize there is no beginning of a fight There is no hidden sniper lying somewhere out in the vast world I will not have to meet my maker at the hands of a vengeful swirl I have a guardian angel but tonight her protection is not here When she is beside me, for once in my life I have no fear For under her pillow is her revolver attuned to her skills For this angel is like no other and any threat she kills When I am with her, the peace overcomes me and I fall fast asleep My soul is watched over by my angel and it’s said it is her’s to keep Just now a sound far off, breaks the silence of the night I am brought back to the reality that my security is now my fight A drink of water, a check of the doors and the locks fall in place I returned to the bedroom, doors locked, lay down, cool air on my face The air conditioner drones it’s gentle middle of the night tune Covering up all the imaginary sounds and silence comes soon I think for a moment only 5 more months till my 70th year Why would the world come after me and especially now and here Then sleep comes and gently rubs my soul to stop the hating I drift off...the ghosts of the past surround me...simply waiting My Night by Gene Long I awaken in the dark and the time says it is two My mind comes alive as people with this condition often do I place my right hand under the pillow and find my 45 I now begin to relax as I feel I have a chance to stay alive I listen for any sounds that may give me concern This constant nightly vigilance makes my soul burn Can you only imagine every night of your life since 66 I wake up to imaginary threats that I prepare to fix I move silently through the house and listen to the sounds of night My soul gently settles as I realize there is no beginning of a fight There is no hidden sniper lying somewhere out in the vast world I will not have to meet my maker at the hands of a vengeful swirl I have a guardian angel but tonight her protection is not here When she is beside me, for once in my life I have no fear For under her pillow is her revolver attuned to her skills For this angel is like no other and any threat she kills When I am with her, the peace overcomes me and I fall fast asleep My soul is watched over by my angel and it’s said it is her’s to keep Just now a sound far off, breaks the silence of the night I am brought back to the reality that my security is now my fight A drink of water, a check of the doors and the locks fall in place I returned to the bedroom, doors locked, lay down, cool air on my face The air conditioner drones it’s gentle middle of the night tune Covering up all the imaginary sounds and silence comes soon I think for a moment only 5 more months till my 70th year Why would the world come after me and especially now and here Then sleep comes and gently rubs my soul to stop the hating I drift off...the ghosts of the past surround me...simply waiting
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