Between the dawn and the darkness
As the clock ticks on by
A child is born and lovers sigh
Between the sunrise and sunset
As the seasons turn
Many tears fall as broken hearts cry
Between the midnight sky and windswept dawn
As the tussled bedclothes fall
Somewhere, there are whispered lies
Between champagne moon and clouded haze
Silence sits uncomfortable, heard
Someone, somewhere dies
Between the morn and shadows trail
The ghosts of past and future roam
Yet still we listen to troubled noise
Between the words and sultry notes
As violins strings are played,
By orchestras standing with grace and poise
Between supper and breakfast
Jazz melodies saxophones moan
Over cocktails in the smoky bar
Between the sheets and silken throw
Hushed sounds of loving scream
As I wonder who you are
Between the bell toll and the beaten drum
As the marchers, stride in stiff straight lines
The flag flutters in the winter breeze
Between the ivory keys and ebony notes
The organ echoes round hallowed walls
Crystal ice on the stained windows freeze
