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Quarter to midnight, and out of a waking dream
There comes the whisper of a voice
And it's calling the others to awake in the night
And draw a breath of life
Right after midnight they rise from a fading dream
Watching the distance for the dawn
And they wait for the morning
Through the dead of the night
To remember the rising sun
And the shape of the light, light
Watch the horizon calling their names
Maybe tomorrow leaves them the same
And they wait for the morning
Through the dead of the night
To remember the rising sun
And the shape of the light
And they wait to remember it
In the dead of the night
On the horizon, sunlight in the haze
Clearing the shadows, chasing them away, away
Chase them away
