Ain’t no rest for the ones who guard the night, Dreamer keeps watch till the dark feels right. Silver hair and a cane carved in sleep, Eyes gone blind but his secrets run deep. World keeps burnin’, gods still weep, But the dreamer don’t sleep — no, the dreamer don’t sleep. He hums low tunes for the restless and the lost, Keeps the balance, no matter the cost. Between shadow and flame, where silence creeps, He keeps the world turning — the dreamer don’t sleep. Made by a goddess who feared her own night, Born to remember what peace feels like. He don’t preach, just lets you see, How mercy walks where the light can’t be. He whispers to Chaos, “Lay your rage down slow,” Tells the moon, “Don’t shine where the wounded go.” Every nightmare’s just a promise to keep — He smiles through the dark, and the dreamer don’t sleep. He hums low tunes for the restless and the lost, Keeps the balance, no matter the cost. When gods fall quiet and the stars still weep, He’s hummin’ that tune — the dreamer don’t sleep. Close your eyes, child… He’s already awake.
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