• Can you hear the whisper,
    Of the shadow of dark,
    Can you sense the misery,
    Of the night animals bark,
    But dare shall I say,
    If it were to go away,
    You best believe,
    It has turned to day,
    Can you touch,
    The dark as such,
    It’s beauteous kind,
    Could possibly play,
    Tricks on your mind,
    But always remember,
    To at least try,
    To go back home,
    Or be left to die.