I was born, a night full of storms.
Yet, I was at peace.
For I had my whole life ahead,
And this was just a storm.
...
He sat there,
On a moonless night.
Gazing up at the sky,
Yes, he was a wee bit high.
...
On a cold winter night,
Someone asked me for a light.
As I lit the flame,
I realized that he was a ghost,
...
The flickering light vanishes,
and darkness becomes my companion
Caressing me and soothing me,
it's hard to ignore the call of the clarion.
...