The lights are slowly coming on below us in the town
The shadows are growing, creeping silently across the ground
The children lay their heads down and fall softly off to sleep
The darkness falls like raindrops as if the heavens gently weep

And in the quiet now
We hear the life now
The beating rhythm of the earth

Oh, the sound of longing
Drowns out the talking
Reveals it all to be absurd

Oh, and here we are
In the dying light
As the world gives way to night

Oh, and it's all the same
All that we've done
The world won't remember my name

Someone said: 'It's all a game
'The candle burns
'Then out goes the flame'

And someone asked, 'Who's to blame?'
Then he said, 'As we look into the stars
'It's clear there's beauty all the same'

The warm wind is blowing down
The summer comes
She takes the long road home
From underground

The moon burns in your eyes
A fragile echo of the day
You smile at the waking stars
And drink your Beaujolais

And you rest your tired feet lightly on the chair
And feel the breeze play dancing with the silver in your hair
And somewhere in the distance
Some other calls your name
But you stay here just the same