Twilight
Autumn’s hymn falls silent
clouds hide the sun I may never
recognize the moon if she
shows through again
Curse this muted light this early
hour I’d have light diaphanous
as water each breeze a kiss
no shade no dark
Still there is a light
clouds will never hide this hour
Chase o chase that light the night
has not yet come
Autumn’s hymn falls silent
clouds hide the sun I may never
recognize the moon if she
shows through again
Curse this muted light this early
hour I’d have light diaphanous
as water each breeze a kiss
no shade no dark
Still there is a light
clouds will never hide this hour
Chase o chase that light the night
has not yet come
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