Secrets of the Morning Fill his Ears.
The morning knows only Promise.
And that shall stay her secret.
She Doesn't know wrong or hate
Her soul wants youth of the Day
But the Promise loses its secrecy
In an afternoon of Gray overcast.

The evening comes with its truths
Some they hear some they just Don't.
The evening Brings the mysterious Nemesis
That holds Fast to the Last Promises
All for the start of a new Day.