Lower the day-tune, whilenthey carry candles through the night,nFor thousands of milesnLower the day-tune,nWhy?nThey hide into the dawnnnThen they took off to find her tree,nDrove for miles the highway downnLifting the dark to call the light,nBut though they tried, nothing went right.nnLower the day-tune, whilenThey drove to seek wonders,nFor thousands of milesnLower the day-tune,nWhy?nThey hide into the dawnnn[and I’d stay in the doorwaynto keep an eye behind them,nexited to dive into their dawn,nthey hide into the dawn]nnYou’ve got to come to hear the sounds,nDirected by the bright, they grownAnd hundreds of fountain-hearts will sound,nThough they have no reason to