A Pillow of Winds

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A cloud of eiderdown

Draws around me

Softening a sound

Sleepy time, and I lie

With my love by my side

And she's breathing low

And the candle dies

When night comes down

You lock the door

The book falls to the floor

As darkness falls

The waves roll by

The seasons change

The wind is wry

Now wakes the awl

Now sleeps the swan

Behold the dream

The dream is gone

Green fields are calling

It's falling, in a golden door

And deep beneath the ground

The early morning sounds

And I go down

Sleepy time, and I lie

With my love by my side

And she's breathing low

And I rise, like a bird

In the haze, when the first rays

Touch the sky

And the night wings die

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