Dusk till Dawn

Silver stars are falling down

A tired sun sinks below the ground

The flames of light start to fade

A long cool glass of lemonade

Wooden chair rocks back and forth

A short cold wind coming from the north

Lantern on the porch is set alight

A firefly prepares to take flight

No reason to ponder if not to be

A crescent moon smiles down on me

It seems like the night is here to stay

A man wakes up to the dawn of day