The Golden Hour Lyrics

See a soft breeze blowing through the leaves

Maybe God is talking in the trees

It's just a whisper of a presence, all is one

Far on the horizon, rugged hills reach to the skyline

And the thoughts weighing on my mind

have now gently come undone

The golden hour is here, the golden hour is now

A taste of the sublime

There's a glow across the landscape

Silver clouds drift past the sun's face

Shadows form and find their own place

Dim the day just for a while

Dappled light on fields so golden

There's a feeling I can't hold in

I'm content to be beholden to this moment so beguiled

The magic hour is here, the magic hour is now

A taste of the divine

The golden hour is here, the golden hour is now

A taste of the sublime

See a soft breeze blowing through the leaves

Maybe God is talking in the trees

It's just a whisper of a presence, all is one

This time and place flows through a million lives