B5  E5  B5  E5  
 
B5             A5         B5    
In the hour of not quite rain  
         G5                  D5      
When the fog was finger tip high  
    B5  E5       B5    E5      B5       E5    D5 
The moon hung suspended in a singular sky 
  

B5  E5  B5  E5  B5   G5  C5  F5  / E5  / D5 
 
F#5          B5 
Deeply and beyond seeing,  
F#5              B5 
Not wishing to intrude  
E5             F#5   B5   
Bathed in its own reflection  
A5                      B5   E5  B5  E5  
The water mirrored the moon  
 
The tumbling birds have now sobered  
From the leaves of their nursery  
Like shadowy, quiet children watching sleeply