| When the moon peeks through the apple tree,
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| And the stars hide in the leaves.
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| When the mist rolls down the valley
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| On kitten feet.
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| When the sun is slowly swept away,
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| From the lavender sky…
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| Then the mountains fill the night with a sweet lullaby.
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| When the air is full of lilac blooms,
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| Like the water in the stream.
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| And the blackbirds on the branches begin to dream.
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| When the angels pour the milkyway,
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| From the Heavens on high…
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| Then the mountains fill the night with a sweet lullaby.
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| Moonlight, starlight,
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| Soft as snow.
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| In the meadow,
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| Fireflies glow.
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| When the morning is a mile away,
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| Down the hill and 'cross the creek.
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| With the owls and whipoorwills playing hide-and-seek.
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| When you’re cozy underneath your quilts,
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| And you’re closing your eyes…
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| When your dreams are taking flight,
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| Till the early morning light,
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| Then the Mountains fill the night with a sweet lullaby,
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| Then the mountains fill the night with a sweet lullaby. |