Encore

Lay down your sweet and weary head

Night is falling

You have come to journey’s end

Sleep now, and dream of the ones who came before

They are calling, from across a distant shore

Why do you weep?

What are these tears upon your face?

Soon you will see

All of your fears will pass away

Safe in my arms, you’re only sleeping

What can you see on the horizon?

Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea, a pale moon rises

The ships have come to carry you home

And all will turn to silver glass

A light on the water

All souls pass

Hope fades into the world of night

Through shadows falling out of memory and time

Don’t say, we have come now to the end

White shores are calling

You and I will meet again

And you’ll be here in my arms, just sleeping

What can you see on the horizon?

Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea, a pale moon rises

The ships have come to carry you home

And all will turn to silver glass

A light on the water

Grey ships pass into the West.

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'Into the West' by Fran Walsh, Howard Shore and Annie Lennox