The sun is leaving,
The clouds scatter.
When will you be back?
Will it matter?
The wind cools my skin
On the twilight
As the stars come into view
For another night.
How many will I see
In my life?
How many people
Will enter my strife?
The eyes of the liars turn honest.
The hearts of the damned,
Shiny and polished.
For the night,
I cannot see
And the light shows me what ought to be.
Sadly,
The sun is fading away
With the clouds resplendence spent away.
Now the stars prevail
In the sky
Making my eyes go awry.
So I will borrow the sun’s light
To brighten up our sad
Twilights.
