It appears as though shadows are not of concern,
To they who shed light upon every return.
I am certain the sun cannot fathom night falling,
And really, why would he care?
For the curtain that's calling long after you're done,
To be gone, I don't believe is unfair.
It appears as though shadows are not of concern,
To they who shed light upon every return.
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
It appears as though shadows are not of concern,
To they who shed light upon every return.
I am certain the sun cannot fathom night falling,
And really, why would he care?
For the curtain that's calling long after you're done,
To be gone, I don't believe is unfair.
It appears as though shadows are not of concern,
To they who shed light upon every return.
