The Long Day Closes (mp3)

Performed by the dwsChorale, no stars overlook the lake, maintaining its faint vigil. The moon remains semi-conscious, stealthily moving through the hazy fog. The last crimson leaves fall around the rose-adorned porch, while the echo of the clock has fallen silent, signaling the end of the lengthy day. Sit calmly by the tranquil fireplace, attempting to recollect the echoes of joy, now eternally silent. Pay no mind to the whims of hope and the decisions of destiny. Shadows gather around the eaves, marking the closure of the long day. As the day ends, the previously illuminated windows gradually lose their brightness.