Evening comes; it gets hard to see,
especially after the gloam.
Soon you’re existing nocturnally;
there ain’t no more blue-sky dome.

First a red sky, yes, a sky flecked with reds,
visible in the west, far from east.
But that, too, starts to soon evanesce
until it is deceased

Adumbrated light at dusk,
adumbrated light at dusk.
There’s another day gone and another day gone—
adumbrated light at dusk.
Sky’s gone to black from blue—
adumbrated light at dusk.

Rotation of earth says, “Sun, get along,
and don’t come back till dawn.
Then if you are a sufferer of SAD*,
best turn light therapy on.

You’ll feel crappy when you’re SADified
after diurnal defeat.
But with the lamp you can double-dip…
get brightness, also heat.

Adumbrated light at dusk,
adumbrated light at dusk.
There’s another day gone until comes a new dawn—
adumbrated light at dusk.
Sky’s lost its azure hue—
adumbrated light at dusk.

Adumbrated light at dusk….

It’s a cycle that all is part of nature’s plan:
Day goes and nightfall comes down.
You can’t beat it, just gotta greet it—
Helios’s retreat; then Erebus sneaks ’round.

So get ready, yeah, get ready to view
the sun coming up in the east.
Until then, you gotta get a grip
and the darkness is deceased.

Adumbrated light at dusk
can make you a frightful husk
of yourself, so bite the slug/so bibe a slug
and slumber when arrives dusk.