When red sun drops and cooling night rolls in
Darkness masks both danger and our vision
Ancient minds fear day won’t come again
Courage for the delicate seems thin
We wrestle with our indecision
When sun drops low and darkest night rolls in
But now , new stricken by a dread of sin
Who shall aid the soul’s derision?
Our ancient minds fear day won’t come again
When we sleep we’e entertained within
Deft dreams squander all illusion
When sun drops low and dreaming night rolls in
In reverie we’re loved and so begin
Our fancy turns to full communion
While ancient minds fear day won’t come again
And so it was that our own life began
When sperm leaped up in proud confusion.
When deep sun dropped and a new night rolled in
When ancient folk cried “Day shall come again”
Darkness masks both danger and our vision
Ancient minds fear day won’t come again
Courage for the delicate seems thin
We wrestle with our indecision
When sun drops low and darkest night rolls in
But now , new stricken by a dread of sin
Who shall aid the soul’s derision?
Our ancient minds fear day won’t come again
When we sleep we’e entertained within
Deft dreams squander all illusion
When sun drops low and dreaming night rolls in
In reverie we’re loved and so begin
Our fancy turns to full communion
While ancient minds fear day won’t come again
And so it was that our own life began
When sperm leaped up in proud confusion.
When deep sun dropped and a new night rolled in
When ancient folk cried “Day shall come again”
How my heart sings 
I like this. I’m really into the solstice.
I’m glad you like it ,Syd.I think we feel the turning of the sun.Day shall come again