If I recall the last time
When the sun would shine through the night
The birds fly and clutter the sky
I would've thought that amidst the elation
I would've grasped sooner

Despite the nightfall I would gander
Amidst the abyss I would find
Silver drips in abundance
In fullest splendour

I briefly glance amongst the midnight dance
The radiance of a symphony in C major plays
The silver bows that weep no more
In its eternal hysteria, in its final mystery
I found my angel and never let go