The Dimming of the Day

2004

30" X 27"

Oil on Panel

SOLD

This old house is falling down around my ears
I’m drowning in a river of my tears
When all my will is gone, you hold me sway
I need you at the dimming of the day

You pull me like the moon pulls on the tide
You know just where I keep my better side

What days have come to keep us far apart
A broken promise or a broken heart
Now all the bonnie birds have wheeled away
I need you at the dimming of the day

Come the night you’re only what I want
Come the night you could be my confidant

I see you on the street in company
Why don’t you come and ease your mind with me
I’m living for the night we steal away
I need you at the dimming of the day

I need you at the dimming of the day

Richard and Linda Thompson