I want to look at the night, Gaze out into the unknown. Dare to dream of flight, A dream of being unknown. When night comes softly On feet as light as air, I can see more clearly Of what I can dare. Alone on this hilltop With the embracing cold, I will leap past boundaries That I have created of my own. Darkness hides all secrets Beneath its cloak of despair. Secrets that lie safe and secure Under the cloak of my hair. At night I can roam free Without the hindrance of others. I can leap over castle walls, Past the slombering mothers. Looking down at all below me, Sleeping in their beds of down, I can see how I am different As my eyes sweep the town.
I was in a deep, deep sleep. Didn’t hear a single peep. Until lightning strikes lit up the sky. Followed by thunder claps turned on high. The winds uprooted the trees. Bringing them down to their knees. What has happened to our poor, little town? The ocean waves have turned from blue to brown. Dark shadows are moving in from the shore. I don’t know what else The Dead have in store.