I hear the whispers
When no one else
Can hear a thing
Night turns into day
And they hide away
Scared of what the
Sun will bring

They hide
Deep inside
Of themselves
Never to come out
Until the night
Comes back, the darkness
They can’t do without

Squeals and squeaks
Dancing on little feet
They chant softly
But I can hear
Doom is near
At midnight they cry
They look into the sky

They hide
Deep inside
Of themselves
Never to come out
Until the night
Comes back, the darkness
They can’t do without

The stars die out
The flame burns out
The cold wins out
But that day has
Not yet come
They wait for the end
For them there is no hope

They hide
Deep inside
Of themselves
Never to come out
Until the night
Comes back, the darkness
They can’t do without

Onto another place
They hope their souls
Can transcend
They wish they could ascend
Right now
Pining long and hard
The gaps they cannot fill
Leaning out, perched upon
A floor 24 windowsill
As if waiting for a push

Don’t hide your face
You still have some grace
There are those that still care
Most of us need another chance
To find a compassionate embrace
There’s still a little hope
For the human race

Don’t give up on this life
Little dark ones

APD 2005-06-07 / Revision 2022-01-16