"Late Lament"
Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
Writer(s): Peter Knight and Graeme Edge - Moody Blues
Days Of Future Past
“The Day Begins”
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight,
Red is gray and yellow white,
But we decide which is right,
And which is an illusion.
Pinprick holes in a colourless sky,
Let incipient figures of light pass by,
The mighty light of ten thousand suns,
Challenges infinity and soon is gone.
Night time, to some a brief interlude,
To other the fear of solitude,
Brave Helios, wake up your steeds,
Bring the warmth the countryside needs
Writer(s): Peter Knight and Graeme Edge - Moody Blues
