White Mugs by the Dark Window
Style: Clarinet nightlight

[Verse 1]
The house has gone quiet, only shadows are moving now
White mugs stand in a row where the cold tap waits in the dark
Nothing in this room will stir until morning finds it again
Close your eyes, little Grant, let the stillness show you how

[Pre-chorus]
Somewhere a kettle cools and the night leans soft against the sill
Every small sound settles down until the house is still
Rest is coming closer now, waiting just for you

[Chorus]
Grant, the dark is only a blanket pulled around your bed
Nothing out there can reach the warm place where you are led
Sleep is a hand that holds you gently till the light returns
Grant, you are loved so quietly, no words need to be said

[Verse 2]
Somewhere a faucet drips once and then falls back to silence
No need to listen, little one, the night will do the watching
Your breath is the softest sound left moving through this house
Sleep pulls you under slow, like water finding its own patience

[Bridge]
Even the coldest iron warms beneath a steady hand
Even the darkest corner learns to soften and expand

[Chorus]
Grant, the dark is only a blanket pulled around your bed
Nothing out there can reach the warm place where you are led
Sleep is a hand that holds you gently till the light returns
Grant, you are loved so quietly, no words need to be said

[Outro]
Somewhere the mugs still wait beside the tap gone quiet and still
Sleep now, little Grant, the whole night is holding you until

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