Lullaby Manufactory - Where the Quiet Rivers Go

The stars are pulling down the blind, Leaving all the cares behind. The moon is but a silver thread, Now the world is tucking in its head. Sleep now, let the darkness flow, (Ooh...) Where the quiet rivers go. (Ooh...) Softly, softly, drift away, (Ooh...) Wait until the break of day. (Wait until the break of day) The wind is breathing on the glass, Watching all the hours pass. Close your eyes and let them blur, Softly as a cat would purr. Softly... Softly... (Softly...) (Mmm...) (Exhale)