Concrete Blonde Darkening Of The Light
Like a ghost-is the curtain in the white light of the morning- dancing in the morning are you there-are you there? and a shadow-like a sadness falling all across the garden dancing in the garden are you there, are you there? Chorus: Shine on, friend. Goodnight Why then the darkening of the light and the leaves at my feet whisper sounds so familiar whisper so familiar- are you there? are you there? (Chorus) where the clouds pull apart and the moon changes faces in the quiet secret places are you there? are you there?
