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On the hand of an early hour
Fearing none of
The clamouring day, my dear
Night owl
Night owl
Night owl
Laying low, taking note
Of each and every bone
Keeping a small lamp burning
And the sand of my heart turning
The day’s bitter blood into a haze
Of forgiveness, thoughtfulness, my dear
Night owl
Night owl
Night owl
Night Owl was written by Hollie Fullbrook.