Sunset

	Could be honeycomb
	In a sea of honey
	A sky of honey
	Whose shadow, long and low
	Is slipping out of wet clothes?
	And changes into
	The most beautiful
	Iridescent blue

	Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
	That blackbirds sing at dusk
	This is a song of colour
	Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
	Then climb into bed and turn to dust

	Every sleepy light
	Must say goodbye
	To the day before it dies
	In a sea of honey
	A sky of honey
	Keep us close to your heart
	So if the skies turn dark
	We may live on in
	Comets and stars

	Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
	That blackbirds sing at dusk
	This is a song of colour
	Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
	Then climb into bed and turn to dust
	Who knows who wrote that song of Summer
	That blackbirds sing at dusk this is a song of colour
	Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust
	Then climb into bed and turn to dust

	The chorus:
	Oh sing of summer and a sunset
	And sing for us, so that we may remember
	The day writes the words right across the sky
	They go all the way up to the top of the night


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