The Slow Turning Light
Style: Folk cradle song

[Verse 1]
High in the round room the brass lens turns and gleams
Soft through the curved glass it pours its golden beams
You are the harbour where all of that light is bound
Sleepy and certain, the warmest place around

[Pre-chorus]
Somewhere the tide is pulling low and slow tonight
Nothing can reach you past that turning light
Close your eyes now, let the dark come gentle in

[Chorus]
Seren, my Seren, the beam turns for you alone
Every slow circle is calling you home
Rest here, Seren, where the warm light will stay
Watching you softly until the break of day

[Verse 2]
Somewhere a keeper winds the old brass wheel by hand
Turning it gentle so the light won't ever stand
You are the reason the lamp keeps its slow, warm pace
Held in the shine of this quiet little space

[Pre-chorus]
Somewhere the tide is pulling low and slow tonight
Nothing can reach you past that turning light
Close your eyes now, let the dark come gentle in

[Chorus]
Seren, my Seren, the beam turns for you alone
Every slow circle is calling you home
Rest here, Seren, where the warm light will stay
Watching you softly until the break of day

[Bridge]
Little one, sleep, while the lantern turns round
Nothing but calm in this glowing, safe ground
Nobody's small in the warmth of this glow

[Chorus]
Seren, my Seren, the beam turns for you alone
Every slow circle is calling you home
Rest here, Seren, where the warm light will stay
Watching you softly until the break of day

[Outro]
The brass lens turns slower now, easing to rest
You are the light this whole room loves best

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