THE DAY BEGINS

Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white,
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?

Pinprick holes in a colourless sky,
Let insipid figures of light pass by.
The mighty light of ten thousand suns,
Challenges infinity and is soon gone.

Night time, to some, a brief interlude,
To others, the fear of solitude.
Brave Helios wake up youe steeds,
Bring the warmth the countryside needs.

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DAWN:
DAWN IS A FEELING

Dawn is a feeling, a beautiful ceiling,
The smell of grass just makes you pass into a dream.
You're here today, no future fears,
This day will last a thousand years,
If you want it to.

You look around you, Things they astound you,
So breath in deep, you're not asleep open your mind.
You're here today, no future fears,
This day will last a thousand years,
If you want it to.

Do you understand that all over this land there's a feeling? In minds far and near, things are becoming clear with a meaning.

Now that you're knowing, pleasure starts flowing,
It's true life flies, faster than eyes could ever see.
You're here today, No future fears,
This day will last a thousand years,
If you want it to.

THE AFTERNOON
TUESDAY AFTERNOON

Tuesday afternoon,
I'm just beginning to see,
now I'm on my way.
It doesn't matter to me,
chasing the clouds away.

Something calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear,
Explain it all with a sigh.

I'm looking at myself reflections of my mind,
It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind.
So gently swaying through the fairyland of love,
If you just come with me you'll see the beauty of,
Tuesday Afternoon. Tuesday Afternoon.

Tuesday afternoon,
I'm just beginning to see,
Now I'm on my way.
It doesn't matter to me,
chasing the clouds away.

Something calls to me,
the trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear,
explain it all with a sigh.

EVENING
A TIME TO GET AWAY

Evening has come to pass,
The time of day doesn't last.
Evening has earned it's place today,
I'm tired of working away.

Working, Living, It brings,
Only way to have those things.
Toiling has borne to many tears,
Turn round all those past years.

Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away
'Till next day.

Live all you people,
You can see where you're at.
It doesn't really matter,
So it can't be bad.

Evening is a time to get away.

EVENING:
THE SUNSET

When the sun goes down,
And the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.

See it with your eyes,
Earth's re-energized,
By the sun's rays everyday.

Take a look out there, planets everywhere.

When the sun goes down,
And the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.

Shadows on the ground,
Never make a sound,
Fading away in the sunset.

Night has now become, day for everyone.

I can see it all.
From this great height.
I can feel the sun, slipping out of sight.
And the world still goes on through the night.

EVENING:
TWILIGHT TIME

Twilight time to dream awhile
Unveils a deepening blue.
As fantasy strides, over colourful skies,
The form disappearing from view.

In twilight time dream with me awhile.

A nightingale plays a dark mellow phrase,
Of notes that are rich and so true.
An arieal display by the firefly brigade,
Dancing to tunes no one knew.

In twilight time, dream with me awhile.

Building castles in the air.
Whistling to the wind.
As nature bows down her head,
See what tomorrow brings.

In twilight time, dream with me awhile.

Bats take to wing like puppets on string,
Prancing through cool evening air.
In a sightless glide, no reason to hide,
From the ray of the sun's blinding stare.

In twilighttime, dream with me awhile.

THE NIGHT:
NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed, with these eyes before,
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.

'Cos I Love You, Yes I Love You, Oh How I Love You.

Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through, they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, Thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be, You'll be in the end.

And I Love You, Yes I Love You,
Oh, How I Love You. Oh, How I Love You.

LATE LAMENT

Breath deep, the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none,
New Mother picks up and suckles her Son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb, that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is gray, and yellow white,
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion???