because it is grey today, I remember these moments from home...

And regardless, in the evening
A light is thrown by the setting sun
It speeds along this vast familiar
And silently crosses everyone

It's the light that's changing
It's the light that's changing
It's the light that's changing
It's only the light

Across the schoolyards, across the gardens
Across the chapels where lovers have leapt
Across the table in our old kitchen
Across the cities where our future slept

It's the light that's changing
It's the light that's changing
It's the light that's changing
It's only the light...

(Mason Jennings, "The Light (II)")