歌詞

The sun comes low across the floor

And asks me for a dance

The evening light through lattice glass

Draws roses on the wall

A slow rosette of gold and shade

That barely moves at all

I sway because the light does too

We keep each other's time

Turn, slow light, one more round

Gild the crumbs and cups

From east to west, from rise to set

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 amber, warm and low

The pie tin catches one last beam

And wears it like a crown

Turn, slow light, one more round

Gild the crumbs and cups

From east to west, from rise to set

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

That baking quietly said

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Turn, slow light, one more round

Gild the crumbs and cups

From east to west, from rise to set

His name is to be praised

Turn, slow light, one more round

Gild the crumbs and cups

From east to west, from rise to set

His name is to be praised

The sun bows out across the floor

The dance was slow and kind