I witnessed the dreams
in my sleep
i opened my eyes
it didn't feel so wise
Dusk it was pouring
as i walked up to the roof
Crimson lining
a star of my choice
And nearby that starlight
the crescent appeared
Constantly changing
they all with sublime
Now the glass it is empty
night has befallen
The crimson is gone
but captured in my mind
That moment is over
but will be remembered..