The world is black,
The sky os dark,
The dogs will howl,
Instead of bark.
There is no light,
There is no love,
We all look down,
And not above.
I'm always cold,
I move so slow,
Nothing to do,
Nowhere to go.
My only joy,
Is in the night,
Soft, slow music,
And tiny light.
No one around,
It's only me,
the only time,
When I feel free.
Forget the day,
When things went wrong,
And fall asleep,
To calming songs.
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