When red sun drops


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 and  the night  rolls in
But now , new stricken by   a dread of sin
Who shall aid  the soul’€™s   derision?
Our  ancient minds fears   day won€’t come again
When  we sleep we ’re entertained within
Deft dreams squander all illusion
When the sun  drops and  the night  rolls in
In reverie we’re loved  and  so  open
Then  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  hearts cried  €”Day  shall come again”