These broken brights are singing me a song,
It's like they know where we began from,  
I listen with intent,
They're singing without your consent,
But you make a slip, hum along,
And quickly retract, as if that's something wrong,

These broken brights, carry traces of your light,
It helps me see, through the darkest night,
Your shadow emerges, and quickly leaves,
Caught in the act, a pack of thieves,

These broken brights with a scent of your musk,
Get stronger every evening, my companions of dusk,
You blow off their flame, but they burn strong,
These broken brights are mine, they'll sing our song