Night
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Field of stars above us
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You pick one
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We frame it with our fingers intertwined
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Seeds of every generation
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Between our hands
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And the promise to teach you the little I have learned
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So far
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[CHORUS]
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Child
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What will you live to do?
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What have I left for you?
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What will we leave behind?
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You
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Learning as you're growing
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Not yet knowing
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The world isn't always quite as beautiful
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As it is now
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[CHORUS]
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[INSTRUMENTAL]
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Night
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Field of stars above us
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I pick one and name it for you
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And all who are to come
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Seeds
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Brooke Fraser |