When the sun leaves, day turns to night. Our little world is depraved of light.
When the sun leaves, the moon shines above, but moonlight alone is not enough.
When the sun leaves, most lay to rest, asleep in their beds, to wake refreshed.
But when the sun leaves, I feel cold and alone, missing the warm light that once shone.
Because when the sun leaves, the monsters come to play, and the moonlight alone can't keep them away.