The endless eve is calling,
refuge take my mind, I'm falling,
look to morning for the shining
Echo of an ancient light
to meet my gentle resting eyes.
within you peace and truth resides
but up to you it is to find
like stars lay waiting in the sky
you'll have to wait until the night
but you can catch them if you try.
If they fall for you above
you'll know to fall for them is knowing love
and though the morning light brings heat
it wakes me from my gentle sleep
and is it warmed my cold, pale face
it touched my eyes, I woke from grace