Part one: Sunrise.

Don't tell me you've never listened,
no, don't tell me you've never loved,
Have you ever helped the beaten,
wipe their tears under the stars?

A distant siren sings,
her sweetest chant to life,
so will you pick your strings,
or would you stay aside?

Meanwhile colors dance the dawn,
smile to all who see the lights,
Will you stay until it's gone,
Or will you always aim for highs?

mikaera