Dark as deep waters in the cool lone night
I can't see the sun, smoke is my light
Day is my flight:
To turn day into night is my fight
Dew and distinguished in the cool lone night
By silent streets there is no fright
But thick-thinking thoughts, wand'ring with why
And how and would and what went 'wry
Will she find another guy?
Cigar seated smoking on a stone brick flight
The dark, the past, unclear in my sight
And I could, I would, I want, I might
Grab the crescent moon shining so bright
To showcase my might
To prove I am right!
The moon shines so bright on this cool lone night
And what a sight, and what a sight!
'Bove easy breeze on golden grass
And templar trees rocking the mass
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