"Silver And Red" lyrics

Towards the end of the day
It's impossible to situate
The sun in the sky
A source to the light
Looks like it's sliding
Out of the trees
And into the breeze
Cool and inviting
Claw-shaped leaves
Last to hold on
This far along in the year

The air, silver and clear
Bed of pine needles
You tread, my dear
Go to the lake
Still as a plate
Wait 'til others leave
To dunk your head in
Freezing water
Trickles down your cheeks
And into the collar
Of your apple-red coat
You walk ahead and I note
It is apple
Apple-coloured red

And all the ways the light
Dances round your head