Moonwomb

Bleak, it's bleak And bleaker it will be The first Sunbeams of the newborn day Splintered my sleep Made it all come back to me It's all the sun's fault I started to imagine What it would be like If one day the sun did not rise Would I wake up or Would I stay safe in my sleep Safe from all my days to come And all my days that were Would they stay asleep too? Then came the dreaming Black... it's black... And blacker it will be...