Even when it seems
I’ve resolved the fight
Our quiet little games
Of despair and delight
The night does pose
As if in her prime
And sleep does seem
Like a sweet sweet dream
Visions of far faraway shores
Distant voices, wind’s scream
Even when it seems
I’ve missed nothing
In the cover of night
Recognitions
Of the morning light
Revelations
Of the morning light
It would seem like
I’ve missed a lot
In the cover of night
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“Hush hush little one
Now close your eyes
Sweet dreams
Sleep tight”