African night

The sun is gone behind the trees A purple scar across the sky This heavy air is hard to breathe It wraps me up, I don't know why The ground still burns beneath my feet The mist is lifting off the stream This creeping dark feels incomplete Like when you wake up from a dream African night, so dark and fresh, but still wet You hold me tight, you won’t let me forget Your breath is sweet, your touch is cold A story never told African night, so dark and fresh, but still wet The distant drums are soft and low Like heartbeats fading in the dark The river whispers what it knows Of love that never left a mark The rain has passed but left its ghost On every leaf, on every stone This damp and heavy night can boast It knows the way it feels alone African night, so dark and fresh, but still wet You hold me tight, you won’t let me forget Your breath is sweet, your touch is cold A story never told African night, so dark and fresh, but still wet And I’m a tired and lonely man Beneath your deep and endless sky I reach for shadows of a hand That waved its final slow goodbye The crickets sing their hollow tune The moon shines like a broken vow This wet and heavy night too soon Will fade away, but I don’t know how Tomorrow brings the burning sun Will dry the tears upon this ground But tonight mourning has begun For all I lost and all I found African night, so dark and fresh, but still wet You hold me tight, you won’t let me forget Your breath is sweet, your touch is cold This story must be told African night, so dark and fresh, but still wet Dark and fresh... but still wet Dark and fresh... but still wet (whispered) Still wet Still wet