Hanging In The Air

When I turn the lights down low
I can feel those near who came before;
I can hear them whispering, “Fall has come.” We’re
Hanging in the air; Hanging in the air.

When the sun is setting low
Shades appear, then settle ’round:
Colors fading as they let life go; they’re
Hanging in the air; Hanging in the air.

Time was when we, alive, were filled with light!
Planets, that spin above from day through night!
Moons that note our spans are slight: we’re
Hanging in the air; Hanging in the air.

What I’ve gained and giv’n is past,
Softly dropped to the forest floor
Rest now: soon to return to earth, we’re
Hanging in the air; Hanging in the air.

Time was when we, alive, were filled with light!
Planets, spinning from day through night!
Moons that coldly note our spans are slight: we’re
Hanging in the air; Hanging in the air.

Canopies of leaves have fallen
Shades of former loves and lives are calling
What does it all mean?
I’m slipping into a dream…

Hasten: our day is done
Taken by the wind’s soft hands, we fall
Spinning through the dappled rays we find our places
Hanging in the air; Hanging in the air.

Time was when we, alive, were filled with light!
Planets, spinning from day through night!
Moons that coldly note our spans are slight: we’re
Hanging in the air. We lie here.
Hanging in the air…. We lie here.
Hanging in the air…. We lie here.
Hanging in the air…. We lie here. …