Steam on the Tiled Wall
Style: Folk cradle song

[Verse 1]
Warm steam is curling soft and slow along the tiled wall tonight
Rising so gently it forgets the hurry of the light
Somewhere beyond the window the whole wide world turns dark
Nothing can reach you here, nothing can touch my Mark

[Pre-chorus]
Close your eyes now, let your small breath find its quiet place
Feel how the warmth is holding you in its slow embrace
Sleep is coming closer, soft as steam upon your skin

[Chorus]
Mark, my Mark, the night is only kind
Hush now, love, there's nothing left to find
Every worry drifts away like some forgotten spark
Rest here safe with me tonight, Mark, my Mark

[Verse 2]
Little clouds keep rising up and melting near the ceiling light
Nothing ever hurries here, nothing needs to be just right
Hold my hand a little longer, drifting out past the dark
Sleep will carry you so gently, softer than any spark

[Bridge]
Let the warmth wrap round you like a friend who never leaves
Rest inside this quiet where the whole night softly breathes

[Chorus]
Mark, my Mark, the night is only kind
Hush now, love, there's nothing left to find
Every worry drifts away like some forgotten spark
Rest here safe with me tonight, Mark, my Mark

[Outro]
Steam will settle slowly on the tiles before the day is born
Sleep now, Mark, you're held here safe until the morn

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