You might not believe this,
But I’ve got to say,
That Night is a goddess,
In the Greek way.
Now people may have different thought processes,
About this time of darkness.
They may find scary images in their messes,
Or waltz around unafraid with least distress
Some people get nightmares about a haunting ghost,
But some people don’t even sleep,
They love their own company and the tv the most,
And some (because they’re so freaked out) just wait for their alarm to beep.
But the reason I love the night so,
Is for what it does become,
To a beautiful sunrise from a sunset,
Is definitely worth some:
Nightmares, when you wake up in a fret,
And that creepy refrigerator hum.
So don’t be afraid of this beautiful time,
Just take control of your dreams.
‘Cause trust me, trust me, i bet you a dime,
It’ll change your view of how the night seems.