o'er the many hours

Fading from sight
  into the darkness of the night
    was the satellite in it's flight
The owl it does fly by our side
  with nary an attempt to hide
     from its perch in the tree
        I can see it just as it can see me
O' those clouds of gray
   they wont dampen my day
     for they're not here to stay
       wait long enough and they'll be down your way
Last star and the moon
  they'll be gone real soon
     meteorite and satellites
         long gone from my sights