• the beconing of the night calls,
    the dark outside these welcoming walls

    the adventure luring with every passing second
    i cant stand it anymore

    i open the window feel the night wind flow on my skin
    the suspense of getting caught doesn't cross my mind

    i escape my prison of monotony
    i enter the unknown

    run through every field
    explore every forest

    venture into the forbiden
    finding whats amoung the hidden


    travel the dangers of what may come forth
    and when in the brink of the adventure world

    the moon light twist
    morphs into twilight

    the end to what thrives un seen
    breaking away from reality

    sending exitment to dissapointment
    the sun peeks over the horizon


    all is lost for now
    night will come again