The Turning Light
Style: Accordion cradle

[Verse 1]
Somewhere a heavy brass lens is turning slow in its glass room
and every quiet sweep it makes is settling into the gloom
warm light moving gently, round and round again
you are held inside its circle, safe from any harm

[Pre-chorus]
Watch how the beam comes back to find you, patient as a tide
nothing out there in the dark can slip past what waits beside
close your eyes now, let the turning carry you

[Chorus]
Sylvia, the light comes round to keep you
soft as breathing, it will never leave you
through militia of stars it climbs so quiet and so slow
nobody sleeps as loved as you, Sylvia, I promise you

[Verse 2]
Far off the glass room hums with its slow and steady turning
the whole wide night is calm because that beam keeps on returning
you don't need to know the trivia of how it works or why
only that it circles gently, never leaving you behind

[Pre-chorus]
Watch how the beam comes back to find you, patient as a tide
nothing out there in the dark can slip past what waits beside
close your eyes now, let the turning carry you

[Chorus]
Sylvia, the light comes round to keep you
soft as breathing, it will never leave you
through militia of stars it climbs so quiet and so slow
nobody sleeps as loved as you, Sylvia, I promise you

[Bridge]
Rest now, let the slow wheel spin above the sleeping sea
nothing has to hurry when you're wrapped this safe in me

[Chorus]
Sylvia, the light comes round to keep you
soft as breathing, it will never leave you
through militia of stars it climbs so quiet and so slow
nobody sleeps as loved as you, Sylvia, I promise you

[Outro]
Somewhere that lens still turns inside its round glass room
and you are sleeping softly, held safe within its glow

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