Dying Light

Padd of silver

Slip and gather

Do not run in haste

And thought of this waste

Touching on my knees

As I cross the empty street

I remember it, all of the times like this

When I was alone

Oh-oh

In eternal dying light

Holy

Wister as it falls

Not too fainted

But too nourished

Everything I needed now

Can you sort me out?

'Cause I am anew

Oh-oh

In eternal dying light