Shipmates and Cheyenne

Long after daylight is gone
I’ll hold me one, one more rising sun
No meter, no form, no rhyme

Kingdoms and cupboards, losers and lovers

And kisses, and whispers and sighs

Till my daylight and darkness is done
No sense of progression, of age or direction

Falling like sand, the memory of hands
Till my daylight and darkness is done
And evenings of blackberry wine
One more rising sun
I’ll hold me one, just one rising sun
I’ll hold me one, one more rising sun
Candles and church bells, laughter and farewells
Revolve in his thoughts like a wind
Adrift in the meadows of time
Till long after daylight is gone
Stallions and blizzards, steelies and lizards
I’ll hold me one, one rising sun
I’ll hold me one, just one rising sun