Twilight
The dark blue back drop behind the black trees
Society is asleep, black houses as far as I can see
In the tree, on a branch, I sit waiting waiting waiting
The hoot of an owl in the silence is like a rebel in the world
But everyone is asleep and no one can hear what they have to say
I listen you know, I hear your cries when no one does.
I am here, rebel as you wish child
At the break of the world I am here
Twilight
