there's magic in the night air

that lifts up the walls we build in the day and turn them into bridges,
that allows us to unveil our most secret hearts and speak truth to complete strangers,
that gives us the chance to be somebody we have always wished to be; somebody we are not,
that takes us to a place of fantasies...

and when the dawn breaks, and pink and purple hues colour the sky,
we ultimately mask ourselves once again, to be the people others determined we should be...

until the sky turns red and orange,
and night falls again.