The beauty, tender glow extinguished the sky dull from a breeze ghostly the dawn without its red uncanny, stranged to our nature the light like lead ripped in the dark a tiny sichle as small as cut by a surgical knife
the suns last spark melts away not unlike a dying wick now stands disc on disc and crushes my heart
All I really, really, really want to see is a total eclipse of the sun
'Ah' says everyone just as the birds are silent with surprise
All I really, really, really want to see is a total eclipse of the sun