The night speaks the pleasures of peace.
Guiding the old ones home, with whispers of love resounds.
The moon, its promises of unforgettable nights.
Stolen kisses, and endless goodbyes.
Stars that fall and wishes left within hearts.
The universe around us, such a calling of life.
I set against the tide, washing away the reflections above.
Left with only glimmers.
Reminders of tomorrow.
Calling the goddess to reveal herself.
To wake the sleepers.
Guiding us to become the light.
To set new charts.
Achieve new skies.
To remember what it felt to truly be alive.