Sheet of Night - John Mark McMillan

The devil’s dealing dirty

In broken hearts and counterfeit currency

The living isn’t easy

When a heart’s regret can tax the air you breathe

But like diamonds we shine

Up against the sheet of night

The jet-black sheet of night

We overtake the cityscapes

We scale the heights

We break but we don’t die

Whoa we’ve got a blood

We’ve got a love that’ll brave the flood

Whoa we’ve got a blood

We’ve got a love that’ll brave

The cold will leave you guilty

And the wind will shake you like a tambourine

The dogs will leave you hungry

And your superiors will tax the blood you bleed

But like diamonds we shine

Up against the sheet of night

The jet-black sheet of night

We overtake the cityscapes

We scale the heights

We break but we don’t die

Whoa we’ve got a blood

We’ve got a love that’ll brave the flood

Whoa we’ve got a blood

We’ve got a love that’ll brave the flood

But like diamonds we shine

Up against the sheet of night

The jet-black sheet of night

We overtake the cityscapes

We scale the heights

We break but we don’t die

The devil’s dealing dirty

In broken hearts and counterfeit