Golden Hour

Clouds are rolling in around a sunset and a blue sky

Your golden hour is come again

The river runs, a drifter with an alibi

The evening light, it dips below the trees

That's where I find you

Looking through your window

I see it from your side

I can see you with me

With me all the time

Spaceships launch into a dream

Places outside places

But it's here that I see you

It's here that I feel you