Walk with me into the dusk
along the winding way,
where the birds are never silent,
and the crickets shrill away,
and I’ll show you what it means
to cast love upon the breeze,
to kiss the life that teems
beneath the shadows of the trees.
Walk with me and take my hand,
we’ll tread where nightfolk roam,
we’ll paint with dazzling blue the sky,
the waves that lead us home
and tread a rainbow strung on high,
to where the sun lies down to die.