The Chair Rocks Slow
Style: Music box

[Verse 1]
Soft creaks the woven armrest under this old wooden chair
Wrapped in a woollen blanket, warm and without a care
Your breathing slows to match the rhythm of the night
Held here so gently, tucked away from the light

[Pre-chorus]
Somewhere a small bell hums a tune so faint and true
Every soft creak of the chair is singing straight to you
So close your eyes now, love, there's something left to say

[Chorus]
Winifred, the night has come to lay you down to rest
Nothing in this quiet world could love you half as best
Winifred, the stars have lit a path that leads to sleep
Sleep now, little one, this peace is yours to keep

[Verse 2]
Fringe of wool trails soft against your tiny curling hand
Nothing in this moment moves you don't already understand
Rocking slow, the chair breathes out a steady wooden sigh
Nothing in this dark can touch you, only you and I

[Chorus]
Winifred, the night has come to lay you down to rest
Nothing in this quiet world could love you half as best
Winifred, the stars have lit a path that leads to sleep
Sleep now, little one, this peace is yours to keep

[Bridge]
Hush now, the wooden frame will hold you safe till morning light
You are the calmest thing that ever lived inside this night

[Chorus]
Winifred, the night has come to lay you down to rest
Nothing in this quiet world could love you half as best
Winifred, the stars have lit a path that leads to sleep
Sleep now, little one, this peace is yours to keep

[Outro]
Still creaks the woven armrest, slower now, and low
Sleep, Winifred, and know you're loved wherever you go

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