Above
Tonight I sleep above the sea
Amid the clouds I count the sheep
Weariness and dangers flow
A little soul in moonbeams glow
A star or two may pass me by
Twinkling a blink less eye
Among the darkest hours peak
The eastern sky begins to speak
Of silent red and orange hues
Suns rays of glory flood anew
And nature’s skies now awaken
From dark to light we are shaken
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