Do you watch the sun come up? As it's brightness comes about? I don't. I watch the stars travel the night sky The moon guiding their way There's a full one tonight Staring out the window Seeing as it goes past the city skyline It's not as bright as usual But what's bright anymore? It's a little dull, scuffed up. I can relate. It's 5:30 a.m. And I lay here lost in thought Night dreaming of brighter moons.