EVENSONG

On the eve of Evensong
We gather in the chapel
He will dream of Babylon
And dance amongst the apples

Oh evensong oh evensong

She will lose a lot of sleep and light a lot of candles
She will weave a melody
And all will be entangled

Oh evensong oh evensong

When apples were golden
And dreams were alive were alive

We will meet someday when all is forgotten
We will meet again someday
When all the fruit is but rotten

We will meet again someday
We will meet again someday
Oh evensong oh evensong