| As i gaze out past the distant houses, All dark and shiny to the coming night, Bands of dust from eye to eye cuts off the sky Wisps of deepest blue come filtering through, To begin once more the dance, Growing ever darker as it fly's on high, Where jet streams scar the sky’s, And marks the coming of twilight. A call goes out to attend the show, As the stars come out one by one, First one to announce the coming dance Until the others show face and take up place, Begin again the nights processional dance. |
| ~Begins The Night.~ |
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