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In The Dark


Sun around the Moon around the Earth

Out of bed again. Turning under my feet,

We're in tomorrow.


I wish it was the day after -

"You'll spend half your life waiting"-

It doesn't happen all at once.


The best time to plant a tree

Was twenty years ago.

The second best time is now.


Days are brighter now,

Mirrors shine more light,

It's hard to say what changed.