At Close of Day (Into That Good Night)

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Lyrics

In these times
 When sickness holds
 A solemn pact with death
 One did fall
 Unto sickness
 And shivering slumber
 From darkest skies
 This night unfolds
 With the most gentle breath
 Still does one fall
 Unto that good night
 From pain ever yonder
 Oh heaven above, why
 Is woe on misery piled
 Under these skies
 Should one more of us die?

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Duration
03:51
Key
6
Tempo
76 BPM

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