A billion silver fireflies
Light up the blackened night
Then all at once come showering down
Such a spectacular sight!
The shadows of crippling hands
Reaching to an untouchable moon
Will all become so familiar
When daybreak comes so soon
The floating ghosts of troubled deaths
Sail the dim lit night skies
But if were seen in daytime
Would delight the saddest eyes
Lithe black shadows stalking
Prowling upon unsuspecting prey
Are far from fierce and menacing
When witnessed during the day
Seems mysterious night plays tricks
Upon an unsettled mind
Which makes the night quite evil
And the daytime seem so kind