It was a bright and sunny day
Til the light began to pass away
The sun, his journey complete,
Sinks into his nightly seat
The light grows dim and dark
As I watch the sun's last spark
How I hate the fading of the light
How I dread the coming of the night
My day has lasted 3 days, this is true
But the approach of the night has me so blue
I can feel the light passing away
I'm hoping it'll be there another day
It's yet there, though it has grown dim
Oh my sun, how I'll miss him
As always it does, the night approaches
And for me it always reproaches
I fear the night and what it will bring
I know that for joy I will never sing
As the light fades away so do I
I'm down off that emotional high
Down in the dumps I'm off of that top
It doesn't even help that I am a pop
Oh how I dread that light's last fading
It drains my soul, the darkness is shading
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