Directed \/ Composed by Johnny Atman. Audio file (music)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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What the evening left behind rests in corners of my heart,
\nLike old postcards made of starlight from the years that fell apart,
\nAnd the hush of twilight whispers on the windows of my mind,
\nOf the tenderness and sorrow only time could help me find.<\/p>\n
What the evening left behind still remains beneath my skin,
\nSoft reminders of the journey and the paths I\u2019ve wandered in,
\nThough the horizon keeps on fading, though the dusk is redefined\u2014
\nI am warmed by all the stories that the evening left behind.<\/p>\n
There are feelings I can\u2019t measure, there are nights I can\u2019t forget,
\nWhen the world was full of longing and the sky was violet,
\nYet the sweetness of the memory settles gently in my bones\u2014
\nWhat the evening left behind still feels like coming home.<\/p>\n
What the evening left behind still remains beneath my skin,
\nSoft reminders of the journey and the paths I\u2019ve wandered in,
\nThough the horizon keeps on fading, though the dusk is redefined\u2014
\nI am warmed by all the stories that the evening left behind.<\/p>\n
So I breathe the quiet twilight and I hold it close and mild,
\nLet the softest recollection kiss the shadow of the child,
\nFor the echoes of the sunset tell a truth both sweet and kind\u2014
\nLife is made of what we carry\u2026 and what evening leaves behind.<\/p>\n
What the evening left behind still remains beneath my skin,
\nSoft reminders of the journey and the paths I\u2019ve wandered in,
\nThough the horizon keeps on fading, though the dusk is redefined\u2014
\nI am warmed by all the stories that the evening left behind.<\/p>\n
And the echo stays within me, like a friend who never leaves.<\/p>\n