I lumber along on a balmy night,
To realize silence soothing me by.
Its soft music jazzing me up and I
listen to its serenade with delight.
I hear the cool breeze in its playful fight,
rustling the green leaves in the trees so high.
I lumber along on a balmy night,
To realize silence soothing me by.
Behind the billowy white clouds hung tight,
the Moon hides and darkness covers the sky.
Its silver light being bade a goodbye,
The quiet blackness calming me in my plight.
I lumber along, on a balmy night.
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