Night Song

Words and Music by Dawn Xiana Moon

Words that can't be spoken are held in my eyes
But with every phone ring played a part of me soon dies
Does music remember I exist or does he care
'Cause the harmony is strong and the melody is rare

Incessant longings for this tune I cannot seem to still
Try to clear the closet of my mind but more it fills
And each day thick fog threatens to consume the floor
Every Judas cell a traitor but I try to find the door

And like the stars in the sky
Who never wonder why
I need to find some peace
Before the night is dry

Fallen trees and shooting stars make a pretty scene
But does a voice, a touch that lingers say more than he means
Mysteries entice the song, send notes flying from wind
In hiding truth cannot admit the stories that I've sinned

© 2001