Soft Static, Slow Night
Style: Flute and pad

[Verse 1]
A soft little hum drifts from the stack of old books
and the room settles down into all its quiet nooks
the light on the wall is turning low and turning slow
and wherever you drift tonight, that's where I'll go

[Chorus]
Grant, my love, the night is soft and it is wide
close your eyes now, let the whole world drift outside
nothing here can touch you, nothing here will ever plant
a single little worry in the heart of you, Grant

[Verse 2]
The speaker hums so quietly beside your sleepy head
like a tiny lullaby that tucks you into bed
every gentle crackle is a promise soft and true
that the whole wide dark is gentle when it's holding you

[Pre-chorus]
Hush now, let the humming carry all your cares away
let it hold you soft and steady till the break of day
and I will stay right here with you, however long you stay

[Chorus]
Grant, my love, the night is soft and it is wide
close your eyes now, let the whole world drift outside
nothing here can touch you, nothing here will ever plant
a single little worry in the heart of you, Grant

[Bridge]
Sleep can be a river and you're floating safe and slow
every little breath of yours is all I need to know
you are held, you are warm, you are wrapped in gentle sound

[Chorus]
Grant, my love, the night is soft and it is wide
close your eyes now, let the whole world drift outside
nothing here can touch you, nothing here will ever plant
a single little worry in the heart of you, Grant

[Outro]
The little speaker hums so soft upon its stack of books
while you drift to sleep with peace held gentle in your looks

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