Evening Hymns
Spectral Dusk
You would sit by yourself at the end of the dayWatching spectral dusk settle in on Mazinaw LakeAnd the water turns to glassAnd the moon hangs on the bayAnd the smoke from your pipe's drifting up and awayThere's a hole in the fence where the property endsAnd I'd like to think that you're living up thereIn that place on the bend, where the river flows slowAnd your strength it comes back to you when you're breathing in airOh, please come back to meI need you if I'm to be a manOh, I'm not doing that wellThat is just what I tell me friendsYou would sit all day long because you could not standThe thought of going out like thatYou had a depth in your eyes that I won't understand'Til death's at my door, and I'm a family manOh, please come back to meI need you if I'm to be a manOh, I'm not doing that wellThat is just what I tell me friendsI find peace, here and there, when silent snows are fallingLike that calm before the water boils, and the kettle comes a' calling.
From Letras Mania