I've been a slave to the nighttime and I've always been moved my the moon, and I've seen a million more midnights than I've ever seen noon. So I balked when she beckoned, said that's just never been my thing, to stand in that sunlight in the middle of the ring. But she took me through the forest, so deep I couldn't see the sky, until I wondered was she crazy, until I figured so was I. Then alas we reached the meadow and she said, ‘here's where you must stand,’ and pointed to a small space full of sparkles in the sand. The sun still shines on me But much time has passed So how to make sense Of this shadow I cast? And what good’s a gnomon By the light of the moon When I can’t see your face In these rubies and runes? I stood there till the morning, I stood there well into the day, and soon I saw the sundial and the part I'd come to play. My shadow slid from one side, passing the symbols in the arc. I squinted at my shadow until it slipped into the dark. My shadow fell on letters from some language lost and gone, my shadow fell on gemstones no human hands had laid upon. I struggled for the meaning, I asked for clues until she cried. She said, ‘the sundial is just you, the sun, and where your shadow slides.’ The sun still shines on me But much time has passe So how to make sense Of this shadow I cast? And what good’s a sundial By the light of the moon If I can’t see your face In these rubies and runes? She's been gone so very long now and I'm still standing in that space. Where once were diamonds at my feet, now splinters took their place. Every day my shadow swings slowly 'round the cryptic arc, searching for some meaning or at least her face there in the dark.
First Played: May 28, 2004 Frontier Ranch - Kirkersville, OH
Last Played: August 26, 2023 Legend Valley Music Center - Thornville, OH
# Times Played: 61
% Played: 6.08 %
Shows Since 1st Played: 1004
Shows Since Last Played: 34
1st set: 34
2nd set: 20
3nd set: 1
Encore: 6