When the sun says goodnight
And the moon says good morning,
The crickets wake to begin a new story.
The morning is done so a night can begin.
The sweet night air cools the skin.
With a lingering touch
She crawls into your bones.
Her sudden sting will not last,
After our souls are numbed with a soft lullaby.
A sudden fatigue will grab at your heart,
And you'll lose the self
you never thought about.

You said all the right things.
Oh, how I believed each honeyed word.
But you never meant the them did you?
I tried my best to make you smile,
But when things got hard you left me.
I gave my all,
And now im taking the fall.
You never had those wings.
You werent an angel at all,
But a spinner of lovely things.