Living a life
Or living a lie
Harmony or strife
Eventually you'll die

If you get to see
The moonlight
Above the sea
Or it's out of sight

The beat of the drums
Creating the melody
It goes and comes
But heard by nobody

Burning away the lampActing as if you are brazen
Making it damp
Even in the haven

Coming near or turning away
Moving right along
Either go or better stay
As I write this song....