I sit there and swing to and fro
As I light their day having no place to go for my branches are their own solar system each candle their own sun I light up the room until the night watching what happen below until it becomes night and darkness encelopes the empty room there is no need for me now until the morning comes I've stopped portraying and lighting their restful peace I am darkness a whole new chandelier as I swing in the night swinging to and fro
