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i wrote a piece some time back called "The belly of a god".
This came some time after. i'll record it and online it soon but here it is - the lyrics. "lend me your lap"
© Tracy j H 2010


Chorus:
Lend me your lap
I want to know
What it feels like
To sleep at night [repeat chorus]

1.
The night is cold and I grew colder
And as I wander I wonder if I would
Sleep tonight.

I close my eyes and I see creatures
Features of a mind that wants to
Sleep tonight

Hook:
Oh-to-lie-on-the-surface of the one
And-know-the-world’s-at-peace-inside-her.
And though-the-day-could-bring-much-hell
I-know-this-priest-would-fare-well
If only you’d…

Chorus:
Lend me your lap
I want to know
What it feels like
To sleep at night [repeat chorus]

2.
I’m growing sick of every crik now
And all my hope is gone
And I can’t sleep tonight

Couldn’t you. Be my. Lullaby.
So that I could finally sleep at night

Hook:
Oh-to-lie-on-the-surface of the one
And-know-the-world’s-at-peace-inside-her.
And though-the-day-could-bring-much-hell
I-know-this-priest-would-fare-well
If only you’d…

Chorus:
Lend me your lap
I want to know
What it feels like
To sleep at night [repeat chorus]

.... um.... yeah. "Lend me your Lap"...
© Tracy j H 2010
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