Night Waltz II [Act Two]

The sun sits low
And the vespers ring

And the shadows grow
And the crickets sing
And it's-

Look, is that the moon?

Yes, what lovely afternoon

Yes!

The evening air doesn't feel quite right

In the not-quite glare
Of the not-quite night
And it's-
Wait, is that a star?

No, just the glow of a cigar

Oh

The atmosphere's becoming heady
The ambiance thrilling

The spirit unsteady
The flesh far too willing

To be perpetually ready
Is far from fulfilling

But wait, the sun is dipping

Where?
You're right, it's dropping
Look! At last it's slipping

Sorry, my mistake
It's stopping

The light is pink
And the air is still
And the sun is slinking behind the hill
And when finally it sets
As finally it must
When finally it lets the moon and stars adjust

When finally we greet the dark
And we're breathing amen

Surprise of surprises
It instantly rises again



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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