I was walking near the bank,
On a bright and starless night,
My shadow never left my back,
And my reflection by the water's side.
There was this loud and piercing silence,
That covered up the woods,
And the howling of the gentle breeze,
That matches up my mood.
I looked up and saw the sky,
Not as dark as it should be,
No stars were vivible at that time,
Smiling pleasantly at me.
But in their place, there was the moon,
Blue and pale, and light just faint,
Grinning at my shadow, my reflection and I,
Soothing down my inside hurts and pains.