Nov 2019
Beautiful yet desolate
The sun will succumb
Street lights will flicker
Life will feel numb
Those of purity will dream
Of blue moons and bright skies
While the rest are awake
To watch time go by
The sun will succumb
Street lights will flicker
Life will feel numb
Those of purity will dream
Of blue moons and bright skies
While the rest are awake
To watch time go by
