Darkness Is Falling

When darkness is falling and shadows grow low It's time for the children to sing this old song. It tells of the coming, the holders are tall.

Our garden is winter, it's fury and cold. I know, I know, we are so simple. I hope, I hope, we'll soon see the camels low When darkness is falling and shadows grow low It's time for the children to sing this old song

It tells of the coming of wonders on toll Forgotten is waiting to its fury and cold I know, I know We assume to see the canvas glow How you hold, how you hold We assume to see the canvas glow When darkness is falling

And stars fill the sky The waiting is over and we all know why It's time for celebrating a happy heartbeat Because of the tidings that come from the east High home, high home We will serve see the cameras go High home, high home We will serve see the cameras go