I looked into your twilight eyes I could see through your white lies So I decided late last night That it was time for me to die Don't cry, not that you
Everyone knows what they've seen Twilight time in the city And the shutters are down That's when the singles are lost in their doubles The happy hour
: (Bob Dylan) Beyond the horizon, behind the sun At the end of the rainbow life has only begun In the long hours of twilight 'neath the stardust above
pillow where it fell I sank and I slept in a twilight with only one care To know that when day broke and I woke that you'd still be there The hours for
: And my eyes shut tight as the hours of dark slip away And I'll drift through dreams till the dawn of the day When the sun comes up and I'll be here
: Breathe deep and easy, swallow this pride. Stare at my shaking hands through blown dry, blood shot eyes. Clock strip the hours, I count the miles.
the sun shines a little too bright My eyes can't take that light Will you be waitin' there In the cool of the twilight air That's where we'll be because
A pilgrim on a pilgrimage Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge His sneakers torn in the hour When the homeless move their cardboard blankets And the new
better In our hearts we knew better And we told ourselves it didn't matter We chose to continue And none of that matters anymore In the hour of our twilight
sank and I slept in a twilight with only one care To know that when day broke and I woke that you'd still be there You'd still be there The hours for
Beyond the horizon, behind the sun At the end of the rainbow life has only begun In the long hours of twilight 'neath the stardust above Beyond the horizon
world Till one day there came a sign In the form of a Dragonfly on Bay Street Buzzing round from tower to tower At the twilight of the working hour
fell in love with a swan Her eyes were filled with feathers He filled her with song In the reedy river In the reedy river She in her boat, long hours
what they've seen Twilight time in the city And the shutters are down That's when the singles are lost in their doubles The happy hour comes round
home Coming home You chase in twilight And you know You will be on your own On your own The misery shown I'll be alone in this hour I face the unknown
the faces, Holding back the forbidden places Abolished music, lost for ages The living words of forbidden pages Though dust has gathered on honest feeling Forbidden truths through twilight stealing And in the eyes
the deep Empty space our souls to keep The hour of twilight As silent as sin Drifting beyond dreaming Erasing all therein Into black nightmare Cry in vain The eyes
This is the moment Close your eyes Let's feel it up Just hold on tight Set your values of Self respect aside Let's make memories tonight Caught up in a finest hour