The Sun Won't Set Song Lyrics
The sun sits low,
Diffusing its usual glow.
And it’s 6 o’clock
Twilight all around
But the sun sits low,
As low as it’s going to go.
So enthralling … Towards
The vespers ring
The nightingale’s waiting to sing,
The rest of us wait on a string.
Perpetual sunset is rather an unsettling thing.
The sun won’t set
It’s fruitless to hope or to fret.
It’s dark as it’s going to get.
The hands on the clock turn but don’t sing a nocturne just yet.
[Thanks to Joseph Misdraji for lyrics]