As I dine here
In this lonely nights
beside my shadow
All alone full of thoughts

Fixing these eyes
through the sunset
that keeps deeming
and deeming deep to the west
overshadowing this tiny light
Shining through thee hour glass

I dine here
drowned from this rain
of this thunder, this storm
Feeling weary and worn-out
While the sunrise lies
within the locked palm of thyne hand