• When sun comes up you want to play till late
    But when the sun goes down you go to bed
    The night becomes dreams of decided fate
    Creatures of night parade around the dead
    Shadows linger on till the break of dawn
    Monstrous shapes strike terror in you
    Misfortune moves you around like a pawn
    The horrifying sites that leave you blind
    Then a small light creeps in spreading hope
    The horrific sights disperse in the air
    Optimism helps you cope with the fear
    Finally realizing this is all false
    Now that the nightmare has left you smile
    Happy that daylight comes everyday