The evening rings softly through
The halls of my heart, bearing a strange
Gift of contentment.
There on the hillside we wait for the
Warm glow of the evening sky to give
Way to the secrets we share.
I wait for the night.
I wait for my dreams.
It is here that I learn through my
Weakness and find the need to move on.
By the witness tree, I breathe again.
Deep in the night I find my fortune in the
Arms of my woman. I find peace in the
Gentle sounds of her loving heart.
For so long she has kept my voice and
Spoke such strong words against the rising
Tide of doubt, sin and shame.
But tonight I give in to her hopes and beauty,
And find my spirit rising in the far sky as we
Fly within the wind’s embrace.