Evening over Rooftops (2004 Remaster)

The air was thick like honey

Looking from the room

The room had open windows

To let the springtime through

Evening stood by watching

At the side of summer's promise

The flowers in her garden

Were the envy of her friends

How far are we from dying

Is it nearly at an end?

How far are we from dying

Is it nearly at an end?

The smoke hung on the skyline

The city fell in silence

The sunset ripe and mellow

Was the light to write some thoughts by

Her children watched for father

From their window in the wall

Said a prayer for Grandpapa

And maybe many more

Somewhere in the distance

On a road so far away

I heard the sound of life

Though the people left for home

Three birds flew off a building

Standing proud against the sky

Many more flew with them

Spiralled upward like laughter

Faster, harder,

They rose up in a column

Hundreds upon hundreds

Twice that many wings beat

Four miles across

Stretched a million miles high

The living pulsing column

In the lady of the sky

Feathers thrashed together

Locked in that huge one

I knew no-one could see it

And now that it was gone

I rubbed my eyes and tried to find

A reason for the flight

Exodus, escape, or was it just for me to see

Like the mating of the earth and air

Like water is to flowers

The envy of her friends

How far are we from dying

Is it nearly at an end?