The Nighttime Life

by See you soon   Mar 2, 2006


The sun is slowly going down
what are the things that make those sounds
crickets chirping everywhere
the sounds of wolves are in the air.

The birds they just don't ever sleep
you can always hear them cheep
along with little bugs you hear
the sound that keeps on coming near.

An owl hoots up in a tree
and every other place I see
where are the sounds just coming from
the night time like has just begun.

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