Twilight The sunset is fading in the west Tiny breezes stir the trees Sweet nostalgia calls the tune to ecstasy And harps join the melody The sun is sinking behind the sky The life of day is dying--fading in the west Dear feathered birds are flying Flying home to rest The fragrance of roses and wild flowers Calls one sweet sound Played on bluebells sweet and dear Tiny ripples on the blue-green lake Little cattails dance And the grasses nod O, dear song of Twilight!
Midnight Black velvet paints the sky It is now Midnight When the Fairies dance in the forest And play upon their harps Tiny little breezes Call to life the Fairies song Pixie dust flies through the air And fireflies fly upon the sky The Moon is floating silently In the darkly painted sky Celestial music plays a heavenly cord All Night long 'Til Dawn greets the sky Then the Fairies fly to other part of the world To sing all Night there