The Hour of Not Quite Rain
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Lyrics
In the hour of not quite rain When the fog was fingertip high The moon hung suspended ♪ In a singular sky ♪ Deeply and beyond, seeing Not wishing to intrude Bathed in its own reflection The water mirrored the moon ♪ The tumbling birds have now sobered From the leaves of their nursery ♪ Like shadowy, quiet children ♪ Watching sleepily
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:50
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 132 BPM