Midnight Musings

In the quiet of night, I sit all alone,
A pen in my hand, my thoughts are my home.
Loneliness gnaws, my memory lingers,
As sleep compromises my tired fingers.

Words flow like stars across the page,
A symphony of sorrow, joy, and rage.
Each line gently bridges my heart and my mind,
Hoping somewhere an honest reader to find.

The moon is my witness, tonight is so bright,
As I dare to dream in the still of the night.
By dawn, I hope, a new verse will emerge,
From flickers of feelings that quietly surge.

Though sadness may color my very first song,
In creation of it, I find where I belong.
I'm happy with this silence, so deep and so vast,
I weave all my sorrows - the present and the past.

song:

[intro]
[verse 1]
In the quiet of night, I sit all alone,
A pen in my hand, my thoughts are my home.
Loneliness gnaws, my memory lingers,
As sleep compromises my tired fingers.

[verse 2]
Words flow like stars across the page,
A symphony of sorrow, joy, and rage.
Each line gently bridges my heart and my mind,
Hoping somewhere an honest reader to find.

[pre-chorus]
Blue Moon above me - a guardian bright —
It watches the war I wage every night.
Between joy and longing, between rage and peace,
I write through the shadows, seeking release.
[chorus]
The moon is my witness, tonight is so bright –
As I dare to dream in the still of the night.
By dawn, I believe, a new verse will emerge,
From flickers of feelings that quietly surge.

[verse 3]
Though sadness may color my very first song,
In creation of it, I find where I belong.
I'm wrapped in a silence — impossibly vast,,
I weave all my sorrows through present and the past.
[pre-chorus]
Blue Moon above me — a guardian bright —
It watches the war I wage every night.
Between joy and longing, between rage and peace,
I write through the shadows, seeking release.
[chorus]
The moon is my witness, tonight is so bright –
As I dare to dream in the still of the night.
By dawn, I believe, a new verse will emerge,
From flickers of feelings that quietly surge.
[instrumental]
[outro]
The moon is my witness, tonight is so bright –
As I dare to dream in the still of the night.
By dawn, I belive, a new verse will emerge,
From flickers of feelings that quietly surge.
[end]