Pruet's MoBlog

The sun goes down, and I can smell curry cookin’, somewhere.
How long will we have to walk before we get home?
Will the croquettes from my favorite shop
still taste the same, waiting for me?

Night comes down upon the earth,
and I’m hurryin’ home.

They say the ogres will be laughing next year.
And I say let ’em laugh all they like.
I’ll keep talkin’ about 5 or 10 years in the future.
And 50 years later, if I’m still with you.

Night comes down upon the earth,
and I’m hurryin’ home.

Well the rain may fall,
and the storms may come,
And the spears may fall.
Let’s all go home. They can’t stop us.
Nobody has the right to stop us.

Night comes down upon the earth,
and I’m hurryin’ home.
Night around the world,
the entire world is all hurryin’ home.
And I pray that these days
will continue for you, forever and ever.

(Thanks for the lyric from here)