The night is a spy
Stealing over the commons
Secretive and hushed.

To find out who he is
We must delve deep
As the curtain of shadows
Darkens the world.

He drives the stars into rebellion
Tries to subdue them
But fails: there are too many stars.

The night is a spy
He lives in the shadows
Carries out his business
When all are asleep
We do not know.