The Frail Ophelias - Night Music

Stars hide your light
Postpone the morning
Hand over time to night
Out, out spot, quit me now
As the shadows disperse
As the voices grow loud

Come away! Come away
Come away with me she said
Come away! Come away
We'll gild the sea in red

Out, out damned spot, I will
It so, why mar my hand
When washed clean of the kill
Quell the glory, stop the song
Damn my desires, damn the plan
Banquo is dead, Banquo is gone

Come away! Come away
The magpie speaks of war
Come away! Come away
Away to sleep no more

Tell me not of kings
Weird though you may be
Lie or speak not to me

Written by:
Annelies Zijderveld, Karl Digerness

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