Quiet Town

When the sun goes down In a quiet town The streets are dark Not a soul around In a quiet town At the foot of a Round and rolling hill The shops are closed And the streets are still In a quiet town The moon’s alone not a dog in sight It’s the quiet start to a quiet night In a quiet town The shades are drawn Like a silhouette The oven’s hot And the table’s set For the daily bread Children go on About their day They eat then Take their plates away And it’s time for bed Mom and dad Read by candlelight It’s a quiet time on a quiet night In a quiet town The half moon whispers A secret hymn As streetlights go From bright to dim In a foggy crown When the day has made One final sweep They close their eyes And go to sleep In a quiet town All artifice Starts to fall away It’s the quiet end to a quiet day In a quiet town