| Patient Is the Night |
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| Among the fields of straw and stover |
| Clocked in 'til the work day’s over |
| Time’s a gentle stream, longer than it seems |
| Patient is the night |
| How I long to see her face now |
| Her starry, moonlit gaze now |
| I know she’s never late, still anxiously I wait |
| Patient is the night |
| I know she’s never late, still anxiously I wait |
| Patient is the night |
