Blue Dawn Of Yellow Mountain
Night Lingers Breathlessly By
Little Flowers Bathing In The Moonlight
Streetlamps Glowing Overhead
Stars Bright Lighting Up The Night
Cars Passing Solitary on Empty Streets
Cigarettes In dirty Puddles on the Sidewalk
Sun refuses to look out over the world
people waking up for their breakfast
morning sounds rustle awake from sleep
noone is out at this unholy hour
Water flows softly as though asleep
Gathers itself and releases itself softly
Everything seems to be underwater
a lonely highway leading out of town