It's a rainy day
at Greynest Castle
and the spirits within
are gloomy and pale

They're searching in vain
for the absent sun
to ease the pain
and let go of the darkness

We try not to run from
and not to be slain
by the heavy dark feelings
and the blackgrey rain

The light of red candles
isn't much help
creates perhaps some warmth
but not much more

Come back soon
sunny beams
blue heavens
and at night
crisp stars
the new moon.