Night
Darkness, shadows, cold, and candles;
Pinpricks of light;
They fill the night;
Dancing like fireflies;
Oh sister;
Why must they not see; the beauty of my night?
They see it; they do
I love it, too
But they sleep
They do not see
They sleep
I work all night, sleep in your day
That my night be perfect in every way
Yet still; they do not see
They sleep
They do not see
I see, we see
No
You do not see
Every day; I live my night
Alone is my plight
But every night; they do not see
I rise, they fall
You rise, they rise
Your moon shines bright
But nothing compared to your might
They adore thee; every day
They follow thee; in every way
But no more
I will not stand
It is time for the night;
To become something grand