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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