• I can hear the wind
    Calling the darkness to sleep
    The earth is dark beneath the moon

    Sleepy clouds cast shadows upon shadows
    The constellations blink
    Bringing predictions of fate

    The stars of midnight
    Whisper into my heart
    What my ears refuse to hear

    But the moons gentile glow
    Still clings to my tired soul
    Why is it holding me like this?

    I wish to be released
    The wind is calling me to sleep
    My heart a kaleidoscope
    Aimed at the light of a new morning