The night seems shorter this tme of year
A long days end draws to a near
Say your not
Straining to hear
The trees they speak with every bending branch
And my heart slows to the beat of a clock
Draw the curtain
And pull back the blinds
A train in the distance doesn't stop at the day
Yet I close up to sleep
My mother graced yhe room and what she said was right
She said good evening she said good night
Reach over and turn off the light that sits on
I said that's not enough to keep me here all night
Do I say it cause we're all sin full
I regret that I do.