Monkey Swallows The Universe - When the Work Is Done lyrics

We go outside in the sun for the last hours of the day, for the best hours of the day Our heads are sore from the day we've had or the night before But our worries seem to pa** when we lay down on the gra** In the dwindling light of the sun In the arms of your only one When the wait and the work has been done Is this home? Is this home? I could be wrong - so what? We won't be young for long And there are trees outside for us to climb In case we grow too old before our time In the dwindling light of the sun In the arms of your only one When the wait and the work has been done Is this home? Is this home? At the prettiest part of the day When the sunset starts out on her way And his arms and his lips seem to say This is home, this is home.