Night Comes Creeping
Night comes creeping
Orange fades to gray.
Evening prayers flow from lips
Their utterances but dark whispers
Oh slight breeze, carry these words to heaven!
Carry a heart's wish to fear night no longer
Bring back peace to a soul
Yearning for but a glimpse of light.
When black fades to yellow
Oh slight breeze, come back tomorrow!
Again, become heaven's messenger
Carry a heart's wish to live again in the sun
Until night comes creeping
And orange fades to gray.