Turn Off The Light

Hey,
Stars watch the ceiling that watches us tonight
and these same stars blink so quietly
afar the distant that it’s so hard to hear them

yet if i try hard enough, I can still manage to see them through the cracks of the window
I can see how their light maneuvers
through the shutters into my eyes

but hey,
Let me not change the subject

we are being watched

Turn off the light