Golden Hour

Sunlight on a Summer night
Sun don't set till near bout bedtime
Long days can go many ways
When we're not living in a wildfire haze

What if I rock the boat and tip the canoe
They say that hope floats, I hope that we do too
Glass lake, an aqueous snake
Through rolling hills
Well I say that we should wait, wait until
The Golden hour will never lose its power
Pink twilight is my delight

The stress of the day fades away
But the moment stays
Stretch it out, let it hang
Fill it with those words we sang

And each time it comes and goes
And sets on my younger roads
Reminds me of a story told
A man that's getting old

Here rocking in the evenings wonder
With my soul this peace I'll plunder
Keep it close for days to come
This day ain't done

It's the Golden Hour
Will never lose its power
Pink twilight is my delight
Sunlight on a Summer night
Sun don't set till near bout bedtime



Credits
Writer(s): Stefan Kunz
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