Call of the Twilight
By: r4m
Duration
5:13
Genres
Description
Becoming wiser with age
Lyrics
Verse 1 Your voice as a whisper I hear on the wind From the trees of the dell as dawn’s chorus begins The faint beating echoes of thoughts caught in time Rich the sense of adventure, birth of feelings sublime Verse 2 There is simply no time to acknowledge you’re there From the healthy distraction, childhood dreams unaware In a haze of forever, the unfolding of youth As we seek for our treasure in quest for the truth Chorus 1 No sense of midnight, distant call of the twilight In the glow of the firelight, faintly calling the twilight No sense of midnight, distant call of the twilight In the glow of the firelight, faintly calling the twilight Verse 3 As you raise up your profile, start to make me aware Quietly call from the shadows, I start sensing you're there Still absorbed in distraction, though your presence now felt As the turning of pages, now the ice starts to melt Verse 4 The sand in the hourglass is falling on through Meaning much more for me than it’s meaning for you Take my place on the journey, take my place in the line As the question grows louder, now more your place than mine Chorus 2 A slight sense of midnight, quiet call of the twilight In the glow of firelight, quietly calling the twilight A slight sense of midnight, quiet call of the twilight In the glow of firelight, quietly calling the twilight Verse 5 Though less time on my hands, start conversing with you As you force me to listen, start to turning the screw In this aging adventure, filled with sweetness and light Start to think of tomorrow, now aware of the fight Verse 6 Now the temperature’s rising, as the sound of your voice Makes it clear where I’m heading, makes it clear there’s no choice Now I must make some sign, an indelible mark Before light fades away, soon replaced by the dark Chorus 3 No mistaking the midnight, wish to go back to twilight Dying embers of firelight, now the taunting, soon Midnight Now the past that was twilight, screaming beckoning Midnight Embers died now of firelight, screaming ends stroke of Midnight
