You touch the night
when it's still young
when trees are silent
streets are bright
You touch
and lights in every window
start fade away
like snow in sunburned day
You touch and feel
the rhime of city's sounds
the sky without the clouds
the cars that are still loud
streets breathing out
the dust
they'd rather do without
Tonight's the night
of empty promises
that lure the sight
and offer services
when time is right
Tonight's the night
when dreams are shattered
some ar born
and others battered
yet
night's still young
who knows what it may do
it offers cure
but sometimes poison too
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