Listen
listen to the quiet night
as the crickets tell their stories
Listen
listen as the world spins
Listen baby, listen
while the sun rises
to bring the morning
Listen now before
it’s gone
Listen to the sound
of my heart beating
to my steady breathing
Listen baby, listen
while there’s still
a bit of night left
Listen to everything
as the city sleeps
’cause tomorrow
might be too late
So listen baby, listen
as I sing the night goodbye
And listen as the early light
stretches across the sky
(D. James)