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Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Sleep , Lisa Gerrard
My attends to you
As a mother hears
While her children sleep
Now look
See how they're dreaming
The black reciter reads
While the children sleep
Don't go so
Deep in slumber
Where you'll shy
Know you'll wander
In sleep
Don't you fly
Too far away
Some men die
Without crying
Suffering so long
And alone
Softly, children
Dry your eyes
Gently, children
Be wise
My attends to you
As a mother hears
All her children's fears
So don't cry
All will wash away
When we pray
Soon
Soon
Soon
So if it's okay
I'll wait with you a while
The sun began to shine
Oh, look
Your wings are broken
But never a lie
Was spoken
The murdered thing
Is love, you see
Drifting on a bed
Of memory
Now sleep
Close your eyes
And have no fear
A wide blue sky
Is very near
Soon
Soon
Soon
Soon
Sleep
My attends to you
As a mother hears
While her children fears
Sleep
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