strawberry skies

the record lays down the background noise to the sun's soundtrack. both seem practiced as they, in perfect sync, transition the world into night. the moon, who is not one to overact, waits for its cue stage left. it has had stage fright before, causing the sun to improvise. this is one of those times.

the sun pauses, as if it hit an invisible wall. "where the streets have no name" by u2 crescendoes, as the sun uses all of its energy to burst the sky into shades of pink, red, and orange.the sun has spilt its soul. this should buy some time.

the music fades, and before the next song clicks on, the moon has regained composure and set foot onto the earth's stage. the moon rises to the rhythm of the next song, "i still haven't found what i'm looking for." the stars begin to light up as background dancers.
the beauty of the day.