Jonathan Bree - Drones & Satellites Тексты

Now the light has slipped from the sky
Sandmen will come soon
Brush your teeth
Climb into bed and
I will sing to you

(Instrumental)

Up above the world so high
Drift countless drones and satelites
Sleep tight, little child
At night

(Instrumental)
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