Lay down, your sweet and weary head.

Night is falling. You have come to journey's end. 

Sleep now, and dream of the ones who came before.

They are calling, from across a distant shore. 

Don't say, We have come now to the end.

White shores are calling. You and I will meet again.

And you'll be here in my arms, Just sleeping.


Into the West / Annie Lennox

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