| The lyric of The Dead Of The Night, Shawn Colvin's song It is the dead of the nightOh the dead of the nightI live on a dreamit came to meWhen I was youngI brought it hereand now for yearsThe streets of London keep it safe and warmEvery morning it dies and it is rebornIn the dead of the nightI keep a pencil and a bookI say this is how a life can lookRussian rouletteFrench-kissed cigaretteAnd the silence like an anvilThe things that you learnbut now allthat burnsIs a candleAnd the fog melts over the nightandit softens the edgesI begin to write in the dead of the nightA bead of sweat runs down my armAnd I drink it from my skinIt is the most real thing that I feelIt is communionBless the meekHeal the sickProtect the weakIn the dead of the night
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