Words by Grian MacGregor
Music by Jay Ungar

The sun is sinking low in the sky above Ashokan.

The pines and the willows know soon we will part.

There’s a whisper in the wind of promises unspoken,

And a love that will always remain in my heart.

My thoughts will return to the sound of your laughter,

The magic of moving as one,

And a time we’ll remember long ever after

The moonlight and music and dancing are done.

Will we climb the hills once more?

Will we walk the woods together?

Will I feel you holding me close once again?

Will every song we’ve sung stay with us forever?

Will you dance in my dreams or my arms until then?

Under the moon the mountains lie sleeping

Over the lake the stars shine.

They wonder if you and I will be keeping

The magic and music, or leave them behind.

©1983 and 1991 by Swinging Door Music-BMI, 975 State Route 28A, West Hurley, NY 12491

A Time For Farewell

Words by Cleo Laine and John Dankworth

Music by Jay Ungar

I can see the distant light, hear the music all surrounding,

That shatters the silence so heavy to bear,

Lifts my soul into the night, fills my heart with love abounding,

And brings me the peace we all surely will share.

Though it’s time for farewell, the time for the parting,

Whatever the dawn may bring,

You’ll be part of my heart, each living moment,

Come summer, come Autumn, come Winter, come Spring.

©1983 and 1993 by Swinging Door Music-BMI, 975 State Route 28A, West Hurley, NY 12491