Dew on the Vine
Style: Harp lullaby

[Verse 1]
Dew is gathering soft on the green tomato leaves tonight
Cool and slow while the garden breathes and settles down
Nothing hurries here beneath the fading porch light
Everything holds you gently, wrapped in quiet all around

[Pre-chorus]
Close your eyes now, let the hours grow long and slow
The dark is only a blanket, nothing to fear
Rest is coming closer, soft as it can go

[Chorus]
Clifford, the night has room enough for you to rest
You are the warmth that no cold ever could afford
Sleep now, held closer than you could ever have guessed
Clifford, you are steady as an old and gentle sword

[Verse 2]
The tomato vines are heavy, leaning toward the ground
Carrying their small quiet weight without a single sound
You are carried too, though you don't feel it at all
Held the way the garden holds the dew before it falls

[Pre-chorus]
Close your eyes now, let the hours grow long and slow
The dark is only a blanket, nothing to fear
Rest is coming closer, soft as it can go

[Chorus]
Clifford, the night has room enough for you to rest
You are the warmth that no cold ever could afford
Sleep now, held closer than you could ever have guessed
Clifford, you are steady as an old and gentle sword

[Bridge]
Somewhere the leaves are cool and gathering their small reward
Somewhere the whole wide dark is turning soft toward morning

[Chorus]
Clifford, the night has room enough for you to rest
You are the warmth that no cold ever could afford
Sleep now, held closer than you could ever have guessed
Clifford, you are steady as an old and gentle sword

[Outro]
The leaves will hold their dew until the morning comes to find them
Sleep now, Clifford, you are held and you are safe behind them

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