Tight are held our darkest clusters
Close to heart we cannot tell
Even those who trust us well
Hidden our blooms on sunniest days
Meant to share our darkest shades
Only for those special who notice
Flight are occassions to get away
Flock our seeds in familiar ways
With each other we are more casual
Right is what we always want
closing ranks against other ways
Against those who want to control us
Fight is what we were born to do
Give up hope we will be screwed
While losing ground is shameful
Might is what makes us strong
As long as we can get along
With all our sun loving neighbors
Sight is swayed by our emotions
Believing more than we want to see
Smelling sweeter than reality
Night is where we make our play
Really have to avoid the day
That's why we are 'night flowers'