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43 lines
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Go to sleep my babies
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Don't you wake up
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The stars will keep you company
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So close your eyes
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Old Uncle Moon will shine his dearest sweetest dreams
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And hold you in your arms
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Until the morning comes.
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Night Light
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Dark the night, not a sound
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Damp and cold, frosty ground
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Above your head the lion screams
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To tear you from your moonlit dreams.
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Damp with sweat, mouth is dry
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Twisted branches catch the eye
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Beside your bed the angel stands
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You cannot touch his withered hands.
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Guardian Angel
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As the lion's eyes dance before me
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They are kindly yet bloody red
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I can see that he is smiling
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But I cannot live inside his head.
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There the needle stands before me
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I climb inside it towards the light
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Where the angel stands in glory
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His sword of peace defends the night.
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So the world is spread before
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As I fly high on angel wings
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But the angel is deceiving
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For he is weeping as he sings.
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Night Light (continued)
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Early birds, morning breeze
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Spinning leaves, sleepy trees
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Gently tap the window pane
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It's good to see the sun again.
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(Dave Cousins)
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