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Early nights are setting in

Murmurations fade, into the waning moon

Throstle song is hollow’ ing

Protestations made, time to sing a different tune

Fading light can never win

Preparations laid, just save me a simple room Fullness of life is wearing thin

Reservations paid, I’m coming home pretty soon

​Chorus

but hold on, just because I’m planning on sleeping don’t spend your time much on weeping

gentle in my ear, whisper me goodbye

let the angel dance with the dragonfly

let the dew yield quiet to the sun a’ rise

and the throstle sing, to longer nights

soon be sleeping now

soon be sleeping now

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sleeping now

Now all the stars they hold my hand

Constellations high, never asking why or whom

They somehow seem to understand

Congregations cry, they sing a different tune

Come the morning take the witness stand Explanations try, to unlock this fragile tomb

Never know how our lives are planned Lamentations sigh, I’ve come home a little too soon

And I guess now I’ve made it home, you’ll say I was never alone

I’ll hear the voices I heard long ago, the ones from the faces who never show

You’ll say we should have shared some more, only had to knock my door

You’ll say I still had time to play, should a’ stayed to see another day

but hold on, just because I’m planning on sleeping don’t spend your time much on weeping

gentle in my ear, whisper me goodbye

let the angel dance with the dragonfly

let the dew yield quiet to the sun a’ rise

and the throstle sing, to longer nights

soon be sleeping now

soon be sleeping now

​Chorus

​​These lyrics are about...getting ready to fall asleep...for a long, long time, wm.

lyrics are copyright © 2023 by whistle martin

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made it all the way home now, soon be fast asleep

and don’t you weep now, don’t you weep

 

made it all the way home now, soon be fast asleep

and don’t you weep now, don’t you weep

 

all weeping cease, now

I’m all at peace

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