I
don't
know what I've done.
I was messing around, I was having some fun.

I
don't
know why I tried
to **** off the seconds and ****** the time.

Now
I'll
face what I've done.
I will stare down the shadows escaping the sun,
but the night's just begun.

I
was
just sitting there.
I was tapping my fingers and combing my hair.

I
was
sitting up straight,
I was balancing all of the pieces at stake.

I
then
thought this to me,
I thought: "I'm feeling funny, I think I'll agree
that the night's just begun."

I
heard
bells on the wind.
I heard echoes of laughter and all of its kin.

I
saw
things come alive
with the essence of nature that makes us all thrive.

I
felt
things fall apart
with the rolling of thunder that thumped through my heart,
and the night's just begun.

I
flew
out of this place.
I flew out of the building and out into space.

I
flew
down to the depths.
I flew past all the serpents, with plenty of breadth.

I
went
straight through the door.
I went right to the heart, I went right to the core
and the night's just begun.

I
found
them in a cave.
They were lapis and emerald, too bright to state.

They
were
made up of stars.
They were too close for distant, they were too near for far.

They
turned
attention to me.
They said: "We'll give you a chance, you should probably flee
'cause the night's just begun."

They
said
these things to me.
They said: "You've wasted your life pursuing this dream.

Why'd
you
do what you did?
You had so much going for you, and you're only a kid.

You
tried
to face the abyss.
You wasted your talents, and we'll just mention this:
the night's growing dark."

They
burned
my body to ash.
They scattered me with lightening, with one giant crash.

I
fell
from clouds to the ground.
I fell on a pile of rocks, nothing more than a mound.

Why
won't
this night ever stop?
I am stuck on this mountain, I'm stuck on the top
and this night's growing long.

That's
when
she said to me.
"Oh, my child, don't you know that you'll freeze?

You
think
you've wasted your life,
with petty distractions, and unnecessary strife.

How
else
would you know what you know?
Your mind is quite fertile, it's starting to show
that this night's growing long."

She
made
my body whole.
She made all that was extinguished continue to glow.

She
bent
crooked to straight.
She balanced the forces not a moment too late.

She
sent
me on my way.
I understand, without having to say:
this night's almost done.

I
don't
know how to repay.
That act of kindness without going astray.

So
I'll
do what I can.
I'll be honest and open, always lending a hand.

And
when
the night's getting dark.
Don't fall to pressure, don't give up your spark,
and you might see the sun.