Screaming off the Cliff

Give Me the Night Over the Day

Give me the night over the day,

give me the dirt over the hay.

Give me the loss over the won,

give me the moon over the sun.

Give me sick over the health,

give me the book upon the shelf.

Give me the silence over the friend,

give me the borrow over the lend.

Give me my own over what’s yours,

give me my home on far-off shores.

Give me the solitude of being alone,

give me the weak over the grown.

Give me the dead over the living,

give me the selfish over the giving.

Give me the vice over the virtue,

give me the old over the new.

Oh, give me the night over the day,

give me the dirt over the hay,

give me the loss over the won...

give me the moon over the sun.