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And quiet is the night
a silence of my soul
to dwell the hallways of half truths
she has gone and taken the sun
our last kiss the glimpse of dusk
and tonight i wander longing for her light
where is the silver in my stars
even the wind has abandon me
soft white glow the moon sheds a tear
and gazing at me from so far away
says a few more hours and it will be day
till then you must rest
your thoughts you cant fight
and quiet is the night.