All Quiet by Days End

When days draw close
And the world turns its head
Closing its eyes
To the soft drapes
Of speckled velvet
Its people will lay down their hands
Tender and Worn from their work
To spend their night in wake
Curled in
As tears slowly fall from their eyes
When the lonely lull of night
Takes hold of their mind
To keep them awake
Till the world turns back around
To greet the start of day