During

I didn't know he was gone at first-
Silently, he slipped out.
The bass player told me-
"Man, he's gone..."
"Where is he?
"He's finding out where the sun goes every night-
Less dark, more light."
"Hey..."
"What?"
"Will he ever return/ What went wrong/
Is he alright?/ Will he stay long?
Will the natives emerge to greet him?"