VIDEO VERSION

UNTIL MIDNIGHT COMES

From sea to rivers
The clouds now forming
Collect around
The tree, dust storming
Until midnight comes.

It is midnight that
I dread the most
Hiding
Under the covers
From the shadow men
Lurking.
With those long scowls,
And snaggly teeth
Chomping.

But by day it fades
Now Fading fadingly
From the old walls
Cracked with old age
Waiting in the sun.