The mystery of the disappearing sun.

Every evening where the sun does disappears?
Where does it go when I need him the most?
He’s there when I don’t need him…
The moment I need him he vanishes like ghost.
All the day I see everything so clear
Nothing is hidden in the light so bright
But in the night everything seems dark
That’s when I need you all-right.
You are up there from dawn till the dusk
Like a plumpy lazy king you stroll
Above our heads all day
Do you even have any goal?
Who steals you? Who take you away?
Or you just hide all by yourself…
Behind those gigantic hills at the edge of the world
What are you hiding from?
The night, the moon or the stars?
Or is it just the fear of the dark.
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Shoumik De