Old Moll — Second Sleep

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Strange are these hours
Quiet, we sit in-between
Your face, soft in the rushlight
Gently dimming
Bodies bright and brimming

Sing me to my second sleep
Sing me to my second sleep
I wish the night was mine to keep
So sing me, sing me, sing me

Please hold my hand
Until the sun comes up
It’s just separation from the moon rising
The thumbnail I’m biting

Sing me to my second sleep
Sing me to my second sleep
I wish the night was mine to keep
So sing me, sing me, sing me

I heard a voice not unlike mine
Crying out through a gap in the night
She said leave him sleeping
She said leave him sleeping
She said leave him sleeping
She said leave him sleeping
Up with the birds, I’ll soon forget those
Dreams burnt off like the morning mist
I awaken
And the spell is broken