Yours Truly,Shadow

YOURS TRULY, SHADOW Good morning infant friend maybe you may not hear me But am yours unto the ages of ages Just because my friend Just because it looks nice your kind Just because the light in the east makes you shortest Just because you hug and love What’s that I hear of love? For our kind we hate none and to none we tell we love We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star Mid-morning my childhood friend maybe you may not hear me But am yours for a lifetime of lifetimes Just because my friend Just because it looks nice your kind Just because the light in the east makes you a little tall Just because you speak of honesty and the true truth What’s that I hear about the true truth? For our kind we lie to none and to none we tell the true truth We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star Midday my young friend maybe you may not hear me But I am yours for months of Sundays Just because my friend Just because the light over your head makes you tallest Just because you yell hallelujah and sing glory What’s that I hear about glory? For our kind none sin and to none is honor and glory We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star Afternoon my manly friend may be you may not hear me But I am yours through the endless ages Just because my friend Just because it looks nice your kind Just because the light in the west makes you a little short Just because you eat, drink ,love and sleep thanks to money What’s that I hear about money? For our kind none is poor and to none is all the money We just hide in the dark waiting for the Eastern star Good evening my old friend maybe you may not hear me But I am yours from the world to until Just because my friend Just because the light in the west makes you shortest Just because you laughed loved and got to live What’s that I hear about to live? For our kind none cries, none dies and to all forever and ever we live We just hide in the dark and keep waiting and waiting and waiting for the Eastern star Goodnight my timeless friend I know you can’t hear me But thank you for being mine in saecula saeculorum Listen to me even if I have to stand by the pools in Nirvana just to see your face Listen to me for where you are its lights out and the Eastern star will never warm your face For now you realise you were nothing For our kind we enjoy the luxury of finite everything As we just wait for the dim one at the end of the tunnel Yours truly the one you followed to the end!!!