作词 : Wilson, Åkerfeldt
Out on the road there are fireflies circling
Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide
Over the hills there are men returning
Trying to find some peace of mind
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Don't be afraid, hold my hand
Into the dark there are eyelids closing
Buried alive in the shifting sands
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Open a door and the moon will fall
All of your life all your memories
Go to your dreams, forget it all
Oh,Sleep my child
Oh,Sleep my child
Oh,Sleep my child
Oh,Sleep my child