My Ever Changing Moods

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Daylight turns to moonlight, and I'm at my best
Praising the way it all works, gazing upon the rest;
The cool before the warm, the calm after the storm;
I wish to stay forever, letting this be my food
But I'm caught up in a whirlwind and my ever changing moods.
Bitter turns to sugar, some call a passive tune
But the day things turn sweet, for me won't be too soon;
The hush before the silence, the winds after the blast;
I wish we'd move together, this time the bosses sued
But we're caught up in the wilderness and an ever changing mood.
Teardrops turn to children, who've never had the time
To commit the sins they pay for through, another's evil mind;
The love after the hate
The love we leave too late;
I wish we'd wake up one day, an' everyone feel moved
But we're caught up in the dailies and an ever changing mood.