It is in that twilight hour
between the day and evening
where the sky sits in contrast
a beautiful serenity rests
and in this moment my heart sings
to love once more, once more
as though it is a prayer to be
as though to imagine it
has become a step to far
it is in this twilight hour
awake and travelling in thoughts
I dare to dream once more
of the beautiful girl in my arms
of the life I try to believe in
of those days ahead in near perfect
construction playing out
it was in that twilight hour
I flew once more into the sky
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