Have you seen the flash of green
That sits above the setting sun?
It fades away like every dream
That ends before it has begun.
But every night the sacred light
Returns again to speak to me,
And every night, the sacred light,
Reminds me of how things should be.
We all should laugh, or have a gaff,
At the day and what was done
And every grain of blessed pain
Should fade away with her, the sun.
But as the stars begin to shine
Above the murky atmosphere,
Our thoughts begin to turn to time
And how the end is almost here.
So grab your lass and fill your glass
And drink away the night with her,
If time should pass, as in the past,
At least you’ll spend the last with her.