In the dying of the light,
A single dew drop falls
A lonely lover, brought to tears,
Into the darkness calls
A single star, over head,
Leaps from the velvet sky
Mournful laughter in the wind,
Slowly starts to die
Leaveless trees that line the lane,
Are shaken by the breeze
And the lonely lover who called to the night,
Loses her soul with ease
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 9:18 PM UTC
In the dying of the light,
A single dew drop falls
A lonely lover, brought to tears,
Into the darkness calls
A single star, over head,
Leaps from the velvet sky
Mournful laughter in the wind,
Slowly starts to die
Leaveless trees that line the lane,
Are shaken by the breeze
And the lonely lover who called to the night,
Loses her soul with ease
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