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Night Sky
Night Sky In the evening sky are clouds of pinks,blues and gold All that remains on the way up are good friends of old Drifting alone it feels like they are all washed away Secluded old age grey is the remains of the day Angry seas roaring are reaching for the stars Path into the darkness alone walking is it far Beyond the bridge of shadows is light at the end Evening of life fades to grey will my heart mend There is mist on the river as the day is fading Is it children of the night alone there wading Lost in sadness not what you see but what you feel Together forever as light and shadows is so real With a star to guide her somewhere in the night Gentle on my mind as the beautiful moon light All squared away as nothing now makes no sense Now find a new alley don't ever set on the fence After hours when the lights are way down In the mood for silence on my face now a frown And now my memory that no longer has a shape Winter comes calling and from it I can- not escape..... Written by Artie Beason 11-17-2014
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