歌詞

The sun goes ochre on the floor

And asks me for a turn

The evening light comes through the glass

The color of the loaf

It paints the counter, cups and jars

In slow and golden loaf

I sway because the light does too

We keep each other's time

Turn, ochre light, once more

Gild the crumbs and cups

From rising sun to setting sun

His name is to be praised

The little lamb turns once in place

Then settles in the glow

A small white island in a sea

Of ochre, warm and low

The pumpkin lid still on the board

Wears one last beam like gold

Turn, ochre light, once more

Gild the crumbs and cups

From rising sun to setting sun

His name is to be praised

From where the sun comes up in gold

To where it lays its head

The whole slow day has been a psalm

The kitchen quietly said

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Turn, ochre light, once more

Gild the crumbs and cups

From rising sun to setting sun

His name is to be praised

Turn, ochre light, once more

Gild the crumbs and cups

From rising sun to setting sun

His name is to be praised

The sun goes ochre, then it goes

And the dance was slow and kind