Close your restless eyes
My angel, you cannot die
You will rest in a beautiful realm
Sailing in the southern seas of a helm
There is no border for you my dear
You know we will be here
Cry with the rain
and the rain wash away all your pain
Let it hail
Those demons will fail
You are my angel, my dear
Now sail, there is nothing to fear,
My angel.
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