I made this poem right around the same time as Lies. I did another version of this later on that I will post if I can find.
You bring your heart into the night expecting the sun,
But when the sun doth come your heart hides for it is unsure of the new light;
Light of the darkness is what you have gotten but pure light is what you seek.
Go again, into the world and let your heart pour out for both
Day and night