A Little Night Music: The Sun Sits Low (Night Waltz Ii)

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 a 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 ambience 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