©2013 R./C. Rothschild
When you wake up in the night
I will hold your madness
Let the silver river light
Ease you of your sadness
Someone, someone keeps remembering you
Into awakeness
Someone, someone is an ember in you
Kindling your greatness
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Where hundreds of ships have gone
There’s no trace of their passing
Where you will run, trees have already come
Where hundreds of ships have gone
There’s no trace of their passing
Where you will run, trees have already come into bloom
In the stammering sunrise
You divine your answer
Let the half-light of the past
Shine us into laughter
I feel, I feel your tiny hands
Reaching through my reaching
Where the slumberer in me stands
Guided by your teaching
Chorus