Sweet Night

Lou Barnicol

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Sweet night
Hanging like a heavy cloak on my tired soul
You take me back to forgotten places
Where strength used to be draped in tenderness
And time quietly lifted
Sweet night
I used to see my mother weep at the sight of beauty
You let me weep on bathroom walls
It feels empty and lost
To hurt because of a beautiful thing
Sweet night
Sing me a lullaby until sunrise
Until I cannot see her face
Until her crackled lips vanish
From too many a wishful kiss
Sweet night
Take my words
And let me drown in dreams.

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