Day\'s end and evening blend,
incarnadine sky so intimate,
like a hearth fire lit
it\'s beautiful, isn\'t it?
Everywhere you go, has that same emboldened sky
everywhere you go, has the same sky as home
isn\'t that a lovely thought, to know you\'re not so far
that we lay beneath familiar stars?
Watch woods transform from golden red
to that of like a coffee bread
dark and sweet and darling dear,
the town is glowing bright from here.
It\'s beautiful, isn\'t it?
a rich and reputable sky,
strong and yet silky, like cappuccino cream
how happy heaven looks, when it smiles and it beams.