Waiting around for the night time to come
It’s like waiting for the colour to bleed out of the world
Waiting for darkness
Waiting for your big shiny light to chill out for a damn second
So you can see several thousand more big shiny lights
They’re not so shiny
So tiny in the far far away
All that the day has is clouds who won’t fall
All it has is stingy clouds
All that has been is dry skies
Wind
Dry skies and wind
Which is fine if you don’t live in a rainforest
Daylight skies
Disappointed and yet
The clouds float by elsewhere to lie
And I must be patiently waiting
For the sky to meet my demands
The first star I always see because I know where to look
Oh darkness
Sweet darkness
This body has not had near enough of you
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