She was yet a little girl
You could see the moon shine
Through her wandering eyes
As she infinitely gazed at the sky
Her memories safely hidden in a pearl
along with her melodies as they define
what she once was before all the lies
with nothing left to do but deny
In her head, picturing an endless swirl
the whispers promised she’ll be fine
she then looked forward to a fresh sunrise
steadily escaping the nightly twinkles nearby