gbsteve (gbsteve) wrote,
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In the dark, dark hour of the night

I woke up this morning with a song going round my head. It was sung in a sort of 1940s style, a bit like a hymn, I think it was supposed to be reassuring in some way. I could only remember two lines:
"In the dark, dark hour of the night
Comes the final hour
"

Of course, it's not a real song and I don't remember any dream to go with it.
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