Lyrics

When it's dark I will stand in your yard, I will climb over your fence just to be where you don't want me.
The sound of a piano pushes out through your closed windows, I will stand here and I will listen until it stops.
Standing on the train tracks, all the frogs they yell tonight, and their voices carry further than the traffic.
When it's dark I will stand in your yard, I will climb over your fence just to be where you don't want me.
There is a low, humming buzz pushing on your head, and it is putting you to sleep.
Its whistling overtones will wrestle with your dreams, they'll press on you until you come awake.
It is the night air in your ears, it is your blood circling.
When it's dark I will stand in your yard, I will climb over your fence just to be where you don't want me.