YOU ARE THE SUN IN MY SKIES
YOU ARE THE STARS IN MY EVENING
UNDER WHICH THE RIVER LIES
WATERS MIXED BY MY GRIEVING

AND I STARE AT THE WIND AND I SEE IT STILL WANTING
AND I STARE AT YOUR EYES AND I SEE ALL THAT’S LEFT
AND I STARE AT THE TREES AND THERE UNDER YOUR AWNING
ARDENCY‘S BURDENED PLEAS AND THE MOUNTAINS BEREFT

THERE IS A DAY FOR US TOGETHER
THERE IS A DUSK WHEN IT HAS PASSED
THERE IS A NIGHT THAT’S LONG, AND NEVER
WILL THE MORNING’S LIGHT BE CAST?

THERE IS A DAY FOR US TOGETHER
THERE IS A DUSK WHEN IT HAS PASSED
THERE IS A NIGHT THAT’S LONG, AND NEVER
WILL THE MORNING’S LIGHT BE CAST?

BUT THE LONG NIGHT WILL END HERE
AND THE DAY NOW WILL BREAK
BUT OUR GARMENTS WON’T REND HERE
AND OUR HEARTS NOW WON’T ACHE

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