The night you are so lovely
So empty and free
Endless and silent
Many O’ nights in progress I’ve spent
I love the misery and pain of nothing
The reasons left open to no true eyes
No lights to guide the way
Only ones created by you
And to you night beautiful and dark
I am in your depth
Or shall I say
I’ve spent it in the tears I’ve wept
Knowing not of what would come
Except one true knowledge
That the sun will rise and show all
All that I hadn’t seen in the midnight air
The dreams shall take me down
Until the sun does itself
And I will rise with its fall
Overcoming shades of black
With my own shadows of grey
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