| Close your eyes, the children are asleep
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| The night will surely keep, my Queen
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| Close your eyes, to tides that run too deep
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| I know sometimes you weep unseen
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| While you dream, the treason and the fear
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| Will all but disappear, subside
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| Close your eyes, the evening is still and clear
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| The fight is nowhere near tonight
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| Dream of when you were the brightest star in all of France
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| Dream of when you were the celebrated young dauphine
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| Mistress of every dance
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| — The most benign young queen, they d ever seen
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| Close your eyes, deny them how you feel
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| Unlock your chains and heal your heart
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| Close your eyes, remember love was real
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| For memories they can t steal or guard
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| While you sleep, though death may pass you by
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| He ll never slip inside unseen
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| Dry your eyes, and hold your head up high
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| They wouldn t dare defy their Queen
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| When the demons appear
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| We ll rise and fight
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| We ll run, we ll hide
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| Try to sleep, don t cry, just sleep
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| Don t think, don t be sorry, don t feel sad
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| I know how worried you are for your son
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| He ll be just fine
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| Just fine
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| Dry your eyes, they ll take you to the king
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| You ll hear the churchbells ring, my Queen
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| Close your eyes, and let your heart take wing
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| You ll hear the angels sing, be free
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| Close your eyes … |