Dying song of a dying sun Wipe the crying eyes of your dying Christ In his eyes are your eyes Mourning son in the morning sun You cried your song into the night And now it's gone Waited all your life for the waning light The dying song of a dying son Your cryings eyes and your wasted life And your restless mind Boy there ain't no light to shine that bright And all your gold won't save your life All your gold won't save your soul. My plains my song my love my one Oh the time will come to loose the binds By and by, my soul undone and you'll go on.