I walk in the dead of night
Where the roads are quiet
The streets are asleep
And no one is around
Dim lights flicker
With the sound of steps
On the old stone pavements
Oh forgotten are your stories
A constant drip of water
In beat with a song
The soft hum of the night
With Crickets singing a sad tune
Among the endless stars
Behind its crescent smile
The lonely moon shines
Waiting..
Imagine that.
