The sun's going down past the pines
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Shadows grow long down the hill
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Follow the path known by heart
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Down to the wide open fields
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Now that it's twilight
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Twilight
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Now that it's twilight, twilight
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The morning mist burned off by noon
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The dogs never moved from the shade
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The mountains were bluer than blue
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But the best of the day has been saved
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You and me, you and me, you and me
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You and me, you and me, you and me...
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Now we'll be led by eventide's hand
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'Til then we'll walk through the gloaming
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Back on up the hill once again
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Done with another day's roaming
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Now that it's twilight, twilight
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Magical twilight, twilight
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Twilight
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| Mary Chapin Carpenter |
