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In the middle of the night she comes to hush her baby boy. She gently sweeps the sweaty wisps of hair from his forehead as she sings softly the lullaby she wrote just for him.

Gently, gently until silence fills the air. (more)
The chilled air rides low in the city.
Spoken through gray tones and
carried by hushed winds.
Woven into the metal and brick,
creeping under the skin and bone.
Worn in the faces, (more)