Summer Twilight
The sky is deepening and somehow clearer
The wind's sweeping up the day's glitters
From the forest's gloom comes the sound of burnt out delight
A few street lamps (flashing sometimes), and traffic
The sky is deepening and somehow clearer
The wind's sweeping up the day's glitters
From the forest's gloom comes the sound of burnt out delight
A few street lamps (flashing sometimes), and traffic
