gone is the day

[Goldentony]

all factries this once, but gone is the day

[BlodwynPig]

Meet you in the gloaming

Gone is the day

Still is the night

Where whispers calm us not.

[Goldentony]

days? gone, days are gone, but gone is the day

[Glebe]

I remember when all this was glans.

[BlodwynPig]

I remember when all this was glans.

Remember sitting in that sun dappled meadow, the skylarks calling across the flowered fields, a light airplane softly droning high above in the azure.

Gone