The clocks have changed
The day has been rearranged
Under pressure from my house to disembark
But I love the dark

The long evenings are in
To sit inside is deemed a sin
Not meaning to hark
But I love the dark

There is the glowing secrecy of the night
The anonymity that shines so bright
My neighbor’s dogs do softly bark
And I love the dark

I have myself to myself
No pressure to socialize
Its when its dark and quiet the ideas spark
I really do love being wrapped up in the dark