Lyrics
[Vintage Rhodes & Trumpet Intro]
The dusk descends in amber sheets,
the stucco walls are burning gold.
[Verse 1]
The evening breeze is mild and sweet,
the story has been gently told.
I watch the sunset touch the tiles,
and turn the terracotta warm.
The peace has settled deep inside,
after the fury of the storm.
A stack of books upon the stool,
a glass of cider on the tray.
I watch the swallows dart and dive,
at closing of the day.
[Pre-Chorus]
The quiet hour belongs to me,
no frantic beating in the chest.
The shadows lengthen on the lawn,
and everything finds rest.
[Chorus]
Orange glow on dimming walls.
It warms the room before the starlight gleams,
a sanctuary for the quiet dreams.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
orange glow on dimming walls.
[Verse 2]
The church bells toll from down the square,
a mellow, resonant refrain.
I breathe the twilight-scented air,
with neither loss nor lingering pain.
The candle flickers on the desk,
its yellow flame is steady, bright.
I close the shutters on the yard,
and welcome in the night.
[Chorus]
Orange glow on dimming walls.
It warms the room before the starlight gleams,
a sanctuary for the quiet dreams.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
orange glow on dimming walls.
[Bridge]
Oh, the storm is over, sky is still,
the healing has been done in full.
A quiet heart inside the dusk,
with nothing left to pull.
[Chorus]
Orange glow on dimming walls.
It warms the room before the starlight gleams,
a sanctuary for the quiet dreams.
No heavy anchor pulling down the sound,
orange glow on dimming walls.
[Lush Rhodes & Strings Outro]
The candle flickers on the desk...
Orange glow on dimming walls.
[Fade Out]
[End]