oh, sweet night!

dear friends, this song is meant to be
played as a soundtrack::::enjoy::::
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i walk the streets of my city…

an insignificant spirit refugee,

stranded in shadowed concrete canyons.
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in my hidden anonymity,

blank behind blue shades and

wind whipped hair across this face.
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i search in vain for any spark,

peek for miracles around every corner.

on sidewalks choked, with rustling hordes,

in narrow blackened streets, of rolling steel.
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in shallow lung tentative

breathing of our muck and grime.

an empath’s lament and responsibility,

absorbing each speck in sound and emotion.
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oh low sun…

you’ve…had your day,

blinding these sensitive eyes.
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my shy sister moon…

please…show yourself…

it’s our time to shine now!
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oh million hidden stars…

appear now one by one by one

and light the way to my forgiving solitude.
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lone distant stars, join and sing your song

in ancient melody, erase this day in stale memory,

deliver our world, the dense of black night i crave!
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help me, scrub the crust of strangers from my skin,

and flush their anxious aura, from my consciousness.

cleanse a fragile heart, every absorbed anger and cruelty.

free this old soul, from the deadly weight of this world.
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strip me innocent again,

bathe me, in your galaxy starlight voices!

sing in glorius chorus, of collective memory,

in universal dialect of wisdom and harmony.
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tender night, calm this restless mind,

cradle a trusting heart in your embrace.

blanket me close, in ethereal spirit mystery

of self reflection and fearless quietude.
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oh sweet night!
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usher in the hushed
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midnight hours ’til dawn…
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it’s there… when the world
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is invisible and asleep…
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it’s then….

that i can hear
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the kindness of the Universe,
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whisper the poetry
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of sweet emotional release!
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