Echo's Daughter

Echo's daughter sitting in silence
encamped far back within a cave
sunset mourned by the voice most rare
and the stars coaxed from the sky
the moon flies slow to hear the words
the dawn rushes to pass
though when it does so does the time
that echo's daughter laughs
the sun is sad and hung low 
the trees weep away their clothes
all the world is lost and grey
while echo's daughter is away