The Age of Starlight

envy in the night

I sing a song to the birds of the night,

You hear it every morning,

I would die to hear it too,

The moon reflects light on the lake,

Enough for me to sing a song to the night sky,

You sleep ever so peacefully,

Not aware of the shadows lurking in the night,

You live a simple life one with no worries,

The sun waves at you every morning,

And the stars dance while you sleep,

I sing a song to the moon each night,

Hoping that maybe one day the stars will dance to the rhythm,

I play with all the worries in the world,

Sweet sweet melancholy,

With every clueless night you sleep.