Steven A. Jent

  Composer and Songwriter












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The sun you see settling low

Set the same upon Versailles.

Just like you, years ago

Louis watched and wondered why.


Cool and still the stars appeared,

A chandelier of dying light.

He could feel the end, he feared,

Of life and love in endless night.


Every day must end the same:

The sun returning to whence it came,

From Time’s beginning to times unnamed.


The king walked back to take his bed.

He stopped and gazed a moment more.

He sighed again and bowed his head

And lightly closed the gilded door.



All words and music copyright © 1975–2011 Steven A. Jent