evening show
smith, michael w.
on a cool and cloudless night
in a field of amber grain
a gentle spirit guides the wind
i set my face against the sky
in a palace filled with mighty works
this might have been his best
it's time to watch the midnight show
a thousand million trails of light
reminds me of the 4th of july
stand back and watch the evening show
i cast my worries to the ground
a sense of peace is only found
when i wander through your open door
stand back and watch the evening show
be still and watch the evening show
and watch the evening show