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Evening:
Time To Get Away
John Lodge
Evening has come to pass
The time of day doesn't last
Evening has earned its place today
I'm tired of working away
Working, living it brings
Only way to have those things
Toiling has bought too many tears
Turn round all those past years
Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away
Till next day
Live all you people
You can see where you're at
It doesn't really hurt you
So that can depend
Evening time to get away
Live all you people
You can see where you're at
It doesn't really hurt you
So that can depend
Evening time to get away
Evening time to get away
Evening:
The Sunset
Mike Pinder
When the sun goes down
And the clouds all frown
Night has begun for the sunset
See it with your eyes
Earth re-energized
By the sun's rays every day
Take a look out there
Planets everywhere
When the sun goes down
And the clouds all frown
Night has begun for the sunset
Shadows on the ground
Never make a sound
Fading away in the sunset
Night has now become
Day for everyone
I can see it all
From this great height
I can feel the sun
Slipping out of sight
And the world still goes on
Through the night
Evening:
Twilight Time
Ray Thomas
Twilight Time, to dream awhile
In veils of deepening gloom
As fantasy strides over colourful skies
The fog disappearing from view
In twilight time, dream with me awhile
A nightingale plays a dark mellow phrase
Of notes that are rich and so true
An aerial display by the firefly brigade
Dancing to tunes no one knew
In twilight time, dream with me awhile
In twilight time, dream with me awhile
Building castles in the air
Whistling to the wind
As nature bows down her head
See what tomorrow brings
Twilight time, dream with me awhile
Bats take to wing, like puppets on string
Prancing in cool evening air
In a sightless glide, no reason to hide
Away from the sun's blinding stare
In twilight time, dream with me awhile
In twilight time, dream with me awhile
The Night:
Nights in White Satin
Justin Hayward
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you
Yes I love you
Oh how I love you
Gazing at people
Some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through
They can understand
Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end
And I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
Late Lament
Graeme Edge
Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day's useless energy spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colours from our sight
Red is grey and yellow, white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion
"Illusion...Isn't that the Magic?"
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