歌詞

The sky is turning lilac

For no one else but us

The day I didn't fill with things

Is filling up with sky

The lilac deepens at the edge

Where swallows learn to fly

I bring my chair up to the glass

For the quietest of shows

A whole day spent on nothing

And it shines like something still

From the rising to the setting sun

His name is on the hill

I count the things I didn't do

And smile at every one

The unwashed cup, the unmade bed

The errands left unrun

And not a single minute

Do I wish I'd spent some other way

A whole day spent on nothing

And it shines like something still

From the rising to the setting sun

His name is on the hill

The lamps come on across the street

Like slow and friendly stars

The lilac turns to plum, to ink

And hands the sky to the stars

Mmm... mmm... mmm

A whole day spent on nothing

And it shines like something still

From the rising to the setting sun

His name is on the hill

A whole day spent on nothing

And it shines like something still

From the rising to the setting sun

His name is on the hill

The sky finished its lilac

And I was there to see