The Striped Wall Fading Style: Cello cradle [Verse 1] The striped wallpaper softens as the lamp light starts to fade Beside the white door closing on the tumbled busy day You breathe here safe and steady in the quiet that we've made There's nothing in this room tonight that wants to lead you astray [Pre-chorus] Let your small hands loosen, let the day slip from your hold Feel how the dark grows gentle, how the warmth begins to fold Around you like a promise that was never left untold [Chorus] Saoirse, the night is soft and it is only holding you Nobody fiercer guards a heart than sleep tucked round you too Saoirse, the shadows on the wall are turning kind and slow Rest now, Saoirse, there is nowhere safer that you'll go [Verse 2] The stripes along the wallpaper are melting into grey Colours going gentle as the light gives up its say You've nothing left to carry now, so let it drift away There's only breath and blankets and the hush before the day [Pre-chorus] Let your small hands loosen, let the day slip from your hold Feel how the dark grows gentle, how the warmth begins to fold Around you like a promise that was never left untold [Chorus] Saoirse, the night is soft and it is only holding you Nobody fiercer guards a heart than sleep tucked round you too Saoirse, the shadows on the wall are turning kind and slow Rest now, Saoirse, there is nowhere safer that you'll go [Bridge] Somewhere past that closed white door the whole wide world can wait You are not required to meet it until later, until light Nothing needs you but your rest, no reason and no weight Just the dark, and you within it, held and safe tonight [Chorus] Saoirse, the night is soft and it is only holding you Nobody fiercer guards a heart than sleep tucked round you too Saoirse, the shadows on the wall are turning kind and slow Rest now, Saoirse, there is nowhere safer that you'll go [Outro] The striped wall fades to darkness by the closed and quiet door Sleep now, you are cradled here, and loved, and nothing more Free from Songbird: lovesongbirds.com