the sun rose over the graveyard
and dried up all the rain
can it take away the pain?
the moon rose over the ashes
of a long forgotten town
shadows moving without sound
I used to be one of those creatures
sleeping through all of the day
and waking when finally the sunlight
goes away
the sun rose over the playground
and shadows they were spun
underneath all of the fun
the moon rises now out my window
and trying hard to pray
tomorrow'll be a better day
