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.


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



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