Day Is Done (Cambridge, Lent Term / 1968)

Uh, this next one's called "Day is Done"
I've never really done this with any other company
It's just a generally sort of string quartet song

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done

When the day is done
You hope so much your ace will be your hand
Then you find you jumped the gun
Have to go back where you begun
When the day is done

When the night is cold
Some get by, but some get old
Just to show life's not made of gold
When the night is cold

When the bird has flown
Got no one to call your own
Got no place to call your home
Now the bird has flown

Musical interlude. Ha

When the game's been fought
Newspaper blown across the court
You lost much sooner than you would have thought
Now the game's been fought

Now the party's through
Seems so very sad for you
Didn't do the things you meant to do
Now there's no time to start anew
Now the bird— ooh

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done