Into Night

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Sorrow is evermore,
And all the while I weep,
Off you are in heaven,
Whilst alone here I sleep.

Breaker of the souls rest.
Bringer of the sheep.
Count them in my sullen dreams,
Whilst into night I sleep.


Of you and only you,
The tear my eye will keep,
And off you are in Heaven,
Whilst alone here I sleep.

Dreams paint the picture.
I see and then I weep.
Scouring all the drying paint
Whilst into night I sleep

Breaker of the souls rest.
Bringer of the sheep.
Count them in my sullen dreams,
Whilst alone here I sleep.





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