Tom's writting style is that the lyrics and the melodies come to him at the same time.

The Night Watchman

Don't you wonder what I do, when you're too afraid to watch,
Don't you wonder where I've been, to fight the battles that I've fought,
Oh the night is like a mistress, full of danger and intrigue,
But it's the only time I ever get to breath,
Oh they call me the night watchman...

I could show you all the sights, we could just walk through any door,
And you'd try to look away, from all the blood spilled on the floor,
But you'd never even notice, that it came from you and me,
There's just some things some people just won't see,
But they call mw the night watchman...


How many times will it take until you know,
That love doesn't run from a fight,
And how many times must the cold wind blow,
To keep me home all night..


Oh I know you've seen my trail, it's the only thing I leave,
There are dangerous details, that stay hidden up my sleeve,
Like a bell up in the seeple, of a church that never rings,
Or the throne that's never taken by the king,
Like the past that lies before me, or the future left behind,
I'm the doorway to the truth, you'll never find,
Oh they call me the night watchman,
Oh they call me the night watchman...