The evening hangs beneath the moon
A silver thread on darkened dune
With closing eyes and resting head
I know that sleep is coming soon
Upon my pillow safe in bed
A thousand pictures fill my head
I cannot sleep, my mind's aflight
And yet my limbs seem made of lead
If there are noises in the night
A frightening shadow
Flickering light
Then I surrender unto sleep
Where clouds of dream give second sight
What dreams may come, dark and deep
Of flying wings and soaring leap?
As I surrender unto sleep
As I surrender unto sleep
As I surrender unto sleep

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