Here in this place the sun sets
Only to remind us to believe
That it’ll rise again
With the promise of again
And in the air, the summer’s warmth may kiss your skin
While the cool breeze whispers sorrows
Over you and against the gentle trees
That never seem to sway
While here, the moment fades elsewhere
As dusk lays a blanket across the sky
Time comes
To leave us behind
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