(Beth Nielsen Chapman and Joe Henry)
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And sleep I think to myself
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For all of us, for all of us
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Beating fiercely against the wind
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Or lying there with broken hands
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Wondrous wings and blinded eyes
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That see even beyond seeing
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The same heartcrushing sorrow
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The same unspeakable loveliness
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All at the same time
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How beautiful and sad
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And peace I think to myself
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For all of us, for all of us
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Each and everyone alone
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Reaching out from endless dreams
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With open hearts and fragile souls
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Like children always seeking home
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Where love is as easy as breathing
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And breath is as light
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As the atmosphere
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All at the same time
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How frightening and sweet it is
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The same heartcrushing sorrow
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The same unspeakable loveliness
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All at the same time
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How beautiful and sad it is
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And sleep I think to myself
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For all of us, for all of us
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Sleep I think at last
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Oh sleep in heavenly peace
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Sleep
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Beth Nielsen Chapman |