The moon is down
Casting its shadow over the night Mystical figures under the silence of light The trembling air
Drifts slowly unseen over the houses there
And echoes changing into the voices of night On the edge of twilight whispering
Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper,
On the edge of twilight whispering
Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper Elusive time
In limbo active in never ending mime
The edge of twilight into the darkness of day.
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