The Blue Hour - Piano Magic

The clouds, they go their way

With indifference to us

A melancholy light

The ghost of summer past

The moon relieves the sun

Across the evening sky

And here we come undone

And here we say goodbye

Take the last kiss from my lips

Take the last look at my face

And then surrender all we have

Or I will never walk away

The whispers in the bough

Are but rumours on the wind

This love was never ours

And yet we took it in

The headstones mark the lost

Erased by time and tide

Ashes cast to sea

Blow back as memories