But the sun never sets in slumber town

 

The evening fades, sun goes down.

Then shines again in slumber town.

Behind our lids, by a riverside,

On golden sands in soft daylight,

A footprint yours, a footprint mine,

Ageless strokes on sands of time.

A new day dawns and life goes on,

But the sun never sets in slumber town.

Same story yours with the story mine,

Never does end on the sands of time.