Solemnity of the Night
Been seeing the moon more than the sun these days. Shining up there like a spotlight while I sing my song to the stars, best crowed you could have. They get a little judgmental sometimes though. Some nights it's more like a prison break, but the moon's light never quite hits me. I get out every time. Got some star dust in my eyes. Better be careful, dreams are only good when they're dreams and reality is seldom as sweet. There's a lot of folds in future's curtain though and you never know who's gonna be the opening act and who's gonna be center stage and who's gonna be the audience. This play's gonna pack the house. Take a look around through the smoke and see their eyes pierce like needles in the night sky, like a hand full of diamonds on back velvet.