[Verse 1] This evening has a quiet pause, a moment drawn out in all The evenings we have known, the gaze in the minute when All of it waits all the while, the emerald isle when we wait And years go by, another day, another night, when and why The evening of these things, all is done, the day is long but Not that long, it's poured out thick and hollowed quick And soon the sounds are made to be heard in the dark This evening character, in it's soon to be dotted cape It's in the drapes, we can get it out, as the cement still warm But dark and waiting for, the sun of day, the way is made how it Spends it's evenings, how we are evening, on our own this Evening Oh this evening