Late night

I walk tall, my eyes sight still

Nothing but darkness can be seen

Cause the light is not revealed

I walk hard, cold whistles circle my zone

Still hard to see but I hear the wild vibrations from my phone

I walk slow, now that I have to reach

My arms are picking up the vibration 

But I still can not see

I walk alone, I am without a doubt out hear on my own

So I reach out in hope to touch

So I can find my way back home