the night is fading
the night is looming low
for all our parading
the night sustains a laugh
but don't cry
don't cry
the morning threw its arms out
so the daytime could dance with a friend
the evening threw its hands up
to fend off the dusk that
drew in the night
the night is winding
the strings on her guitar
she plucks a solemn melody
a melody for the grass
but don't cry
don't cry
the morning threw its arms out
so the daytime could dance with a friend
the evening threw its hands up
to fend off the dusk that
drew in the night