Rhyme Flow - Last Rays lyrics

I've loved every minute of it The whole day was splendid, magnificent and It could've been a bad day, but it wasn't It doesn't even matter what I did before, does it? So - What is it about the last rays? Cut through the clouds as sun downs half way Beckon the night to rise like a calling Slow on the descent the sun slips, falling Some silence - sun sighs in asylum Inside of the sky the night slides out of hiding Sight is so exciting The moon might make a move, to do life right by its abiding And I am riding on the rhythm of the wind The cool breeze hitting on the surface of the skin And it sends pins and needles, I feel it till I grin A feeling like a healing rush, hush from within Hush from within Quiet for a moment Alone with the universe as it opens And the infinitesimal dots of the stars penetrate Bars resonate, darkness regenerates Hard to then relate to the great vast space As it bends, imperceptibly a fast pace But I face it with both feet forward I look to the stars as my breath moves towards it The end of the course, of course unimportant Learning from the journey is the source of the fortune I'm sorting the world, array of the origins The nightforce, born again pointing to the morning The night is born and I escort it to the morning The last rays are the night's forewarning And I was scorned for it To see the sunset fade though was fortunate The evening serenades me Displays an array like a fading painting The same things that occur every other night My brain makes things blur in another light Try to explain, I can't, words can't reach Slurred speech as my nerves burn, mind breached As I reach for an adjective Imaginative with additives is all I can manage to give For these adages at best need a catalyst Further an*lysis confirms the amalgamous Yeah - meaning a blend of the senses Mixed emotions and thoughts co-dependence To go and end this would be so reckless Abandonment, man, it seems so relentless So be it then, this pensive sentence It bends in another way, we're splayed defenceless Hence the sunset bliss as an interlude To an endless - mix of the dimmer hues Face of the night as it's veiled by the galaxy The pale cheek of the moon shines gallantly I often dream that the pallor sheen goes As a silver satellite gallops by like a palomino I see no evil in the nightmare moon But only Luna's melancholy cries so soon And my eyes don't swoon like they used to It'll take more than the dark to seduce you You've been reduced to the second fiddle sister That, and her prodigy has already convinced her To be the gap between sunset and nightfall Ascended to the throne as an heir, rightful? So be mindful, she strikes when the time's right The last rays of the day, known as Twilight