Over an endless furrowed field of clouds
The moon turns her blinded eye
The round horizon keeps it's distance
Measuring the limitless,unending sky.
Outside the window night is waiting
Close agaisnt the wall
head bent under a crown of stars
Wrapped in a heavy heavenly shawl.
The other time is here
Turn out the light
Open the window
And let in the night.
Dido 2001
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