Rest up in the gentle sway
Sister make a flower place
The mother, father, brother grace
A river of stones to keep her safe

Come away with me today
Everything should be okay
Fill you pockets while you pray
With some to eat and some to save
Nobody has to stay
But we wish they would anyways

It is the evening of the days
Where we have chosen to remain
And while you hurt with all that pain
The stars will kiss your pretty face

Come away with me today
Everything should be okay
Fill you pockets while you pray
With some to eat and some to save
Nobody has to stay
But we wish they would anyways

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Writer(s): MIRAH YOM TOV ZEITLYN