Late At night the sun disappears,
Leaving the world covered with shade.
Silence, is the only thing that exist,
Not a single noise is made.
The Wind plays a different tone,
Not the one you usually Hear.
The one's that plays only at night,
Where your emotions starts to tear.
The Cloud let out its sadness,
Rain, it may seem.
Leaving what's beneath it to drown,
Trapping you in a dream.
Waiting for the sun beam,
Which seems like it will never come.
Darling, Don't stress yourself.
The world died years ago, it became Numb.