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Si- lent sun- light; welcome in, there is work, I must now be-gin.

Mor-ning song-bird; sing away, lend a tune to a-nother day.

Slee-py hor-ses; heave away, put your backs to the golden hay.

All my dreams have blown a-way, and the children wait to play.

Bring your wings and, choose a roof; sing a song of love and truth.

Don't ever look be-hind at, the work you've done; For your work has just be-gun.

They'll soon re-member, things to do,

We'll soon re-member if you do,

There'll be the evening, in the end,

When the heart is young, and the night is done and the sky is blue.

When all things were tall, and our friends were small and the world was new!

But 'till that time ar-rives, you can rest your eyes and be-gin a-gain.