Evensong Lyrics

In the gathering
Of the not quite
Song and dance
And a the nod of the head
Lord of light
Has surely fled tonight

Swing swaying low
Move out of sight
Listen to the whispering
In the empire of the night

Door is locked
Windows tight
A hurried prayer
In the darkening air Rise the moon high

Softer wind cries
To watch the sun fall
Join the slow
Evensong

With songs to sing
And words to pray
We change the order
Of the day
Easily we're called away
Called away...

Softer wind cries
To watch the sun fall
Join the slow
Evensong

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