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Evening finds my steps the sidewalks lean to gold
Street signs dim to amber, corners breathe a calm
Windows save a ribbon, warm against my palm
Leaves drift over crosswalks, quiet as they fall
Every softer footstep answers some small call
Shadows grow toward home, drawing steady lines
Guide me through the turning of these gentler times
Shadows grow toward home, patient, low, and true
Keep a space of warmth for me and you
Rooftops hold the daylight, thinning into blue
Doorways learn to listen, waiting here with you
Hands inside my pockets, pacing with the light
Every simple echo settles into night
Shadows grow toward home, drawing steady lines
Guide me through the turning of these gentler times
Shadows grow toward home, patient, low, and true
Keep a space of warmth for me and you
If the breeze grows cool and tries to move us on
We will place a marker where the dusk has gone
If the colors pale and voices fade to thread
We will keep a memory where our footsteps led
Shadows grow toward home, drawing steady lines
Guide me through the turning of these gentler times
Shadows grow toward home, patient, low, and true
Keep a space of warmth for me and you
Keep a space of warmth for me and you
