The Wick Burns Low
Style: Ambient wash

[Verse 1]
Wax runs soft and slow around the little brass light
Pooling on the nightstand, gold and warm and bright
You watch it with your eyes half open, half at rest
Held here safe and steady, wrapped and truly blessed

[Pre-chorus]
Every breath you take is slower than the last
Your small hand loosens as the busy day slips past
Close your eyes now, Monty, let the quiet in

[Chorus]
Monty, Monty, the flame is bending low
Sleep is calling gently, softer than you know
Monty, drift on down where the warm light leads
Nothing in this whole wide night can touch what you need

[Verse 2]
Shadows on the ceiling move like they are dancing slow
Following the candle wherever it may go
You are not afraid of dark or where it hides
Because the light beside you never leaves your side

[Bridge]
Hush now, let the wax pool round and still
Nothing asks of you tonight, nothing ever will

[Chorus]
Monty, Monty, the flame is bending low
Sleep is calling gently, softer than you know
Monty, drift on down where the warm light leads
Nothing in this whole wide night can touch what you need

[Outro]
The wick burns down to nothing, soft and slow and small
Sleep tight now, little Monty, you are loved through it all

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