Dusk came calling and calling unto me.But i too blind and engrossed by the joys of dawn.Fail to see that twilight has deadly thoughts towards me br And so hideous are they its thought that i fall deep. br br Rollin' above my heads were its fangs br Like the bites of dogs. br I could've shot at it and run br with just little efforts if care were like frogs. br yet i was engrossed by the joy of the morning br When i was unconciously hanged.