In the Darkness of the Night
I gaze across the balcony
With none to keep company
The art of the twilight
The painting that was drawn right
In the darkness of the night
When I look upon the abondoned streets
Waiting for the chatter of feet
Hour by hour, the ticking goes on
Waiting for the bright light that was gone
In the darkness of the night
Only a caravan to pass by
With the tapping horses to the bars untie
The wind whirling around the corner
And the dim light which would come out sooner
In the darkness of the night
I shall wait for the day to arrive
For which I shall thrive
In the darkness of the night
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