
I look out on the vista
Abstract in comparison to others I've seen
New skies don't swirl
And sunsets don't always have green
The grass tickles my bare feet
I slightly wince, but I take delight
Soon this sun will hide
Soon the moon will bore the night
The sun burrows itself in the ground
The skies are missing it already
They are still cheering
Still pursuing the sun, but now ready
The sky says it's last goodbyes
And gives greeting to the lesser light
A drifting night wind welcomes goose flesh
And the moon shines with it's gleaming might
The trees sway to the gentle melody of the calm night
And the stars twinkle in tune
I strain my ear to hear them beckoning a song
The trees partner with the grass
The moon shies away behind the dark out-of-contrast clouds
But the trees still dance, and the waters join in
We sing louder, we sing to the melancholic blackness above
Till the clouds will part
And the moon illuminates our freedom melody
This song won't end, it's merely the start
A long night rests ahead, and we will not give, we tell the clouds
They at last change their brightness to match the moon
And divide themselves into speckled bits of cotton
And the moons light shines, and we dance with him
Abstract in comparison to others I've seen
New skies don't swirl
And sunsets don't always have green
The grass tickles my bare feet
I slightly wince, but I take delight
Soon this sun will hide
Soon the moon will bore the night
The sun burrows itself in the ground
The skies are missing it already
They are still cheering
Still pursuing the sun, but now ready
The sky says it's last goodbyes
And gives greeting to the lesser light
A drifting night wind welcomes goose flesh
And the moon shines with it's gleaming might
The trees sway to the gentle melody of the calm night
And the stars twinkle in tune
I strain my ear to hear them beckoning a song
The trees partner with the grass
The moon shies away behind the dark out-of-contrast clouds
But the trees still dance, and the waters join in
The breeze whistles the tune
The locust catches on, and the owls hum with him
I call out to the moon, "Oh please, will you join us?"
But the moon's gleam is faint behind the stubborn cloud
It makes an attempt to show itself
But that stubborn cloud made itself a shroud
The locust catches on, and the owls hum with him
I call out to the moon, "Oh please, will you join us?"
But the moon's gleam is faint behind the stubborn cloud
It makes an attempt to show itself
But that stubborn cloud made itself a shroud
We sing louder, we sing to the melancholic blackness above
Till the clouds will part
And the moon illuminates our freedom melody
This song won't end, it's merely the start
A long night rests ahead, and we will not give, we tell the clouds
They at last change their brightness to match the moon
And divide themselves into speckled bits of cotton
And the moons light shines, and we dance with him
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