Nightfall Harp

It is now dark and under the dome there are hands moving inside a home Notes of angelic sound circulate the air wandering beyond walls flying into the city making countless calls Creators of footsteps below the full pearl tread in the alleys hearing musical melodies shout out for them to hark their hearts dance to the hymn coinciding to the tempo in the dark Where is that rhythm coming from There are no signs of the source that show their thumb Stare at the moon, the nightfall harp is blessing the sadsome Out there, a hundred miles far the souls pick up their ear from the bliss dispersing from afar Nightfall harp, where are you Nightfall harp, we hear you, Nightfall harp, we love you Happiness shall now come to pass as the angel sprouts his wings Hand in hand the city joins for a holy choir as their voices wire blazing spirit fire showing love a step higher