Mystery

Oh the night, she goes with Hue,
And she carries Hue, in her arm
Oh the night, she rises o'er the wounded Earth
Beckoning they who sleep,
To ride over the edge of hte hour

Towards the mystery, of a new dawn,
Tell me Hue, fallen in your own depth
What song shall I whisper, close to your ear?
The night dawns, on the horizon of your eyes,
Rising like a veil, between my verses and your dream

So tell me Hue, tell me Hue
Oh the night, she goes with Hue,
And the candle it flees with the fire
With the tide of the sky, go the stars,
And who I was, the mirror follows
And here on the edgeof the hour

I and the time remain, remain
Tell me Hue, what song shall I whisper?