and the sun is threatening to rise.
The stars are twinkling above me,
even when I close my eyes.
The grass is a bed beneath me,
the wind on the mountains sighs.
Your voice is a whisper within me,
but it's time to say our goodbyes.
My love you tried to save me,
but I will be my own demise.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
beneath these endless skies.
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