Nightscape

NIGHTSCAPE heart yet robes the veil by the blue even when bathed in rain of tears warmth still exists even stretching of its track gleams may swaddle slow in the distance swanky tunes yet hurtful by the resonance dragging the shuffles as the time scrolls along the narrow strip of dusts entwined blue still blue by the colors distinction when rolling down by the turn as distraught as the time is a palette of colors when whispers black still comes by its term desolate falling air when melds to the dark clouds in the dusky hours of nightscape infinitesimal