twilight
growing in my shadow
a starless airy sky
intending to imply
that the sun was dying
starlight
creeping in my window
a ghostly lantern's glow
it tried to let me know
there was time outside
moonlight
raining on my shoulders
casting out my fears
and drawing ever nearer
to betray its holder
dawning
peering o'er the mountain
it scatters darkness' trace
and all will hide their face
to behold its glory
there was time
only little was seen
but we know
this is strong
like the growth of a seed
it is what's determined
and has been set forth
many years have decided
but regret is cold
running down, running down
running down, running down
running down, running down
like a river over me
in starlight
in starlight
it surrounds, it surrounds
it surrounds, it surrounds
it surrounds, it surrounds
even what we can't see
in starlight
in starlight
not a sound, not a sound
not a sound, not a sound
not a sound, for it arrives
only quietly
