Lyrics

My late night firend drunk and drowsy
Confessing his soul to me
I nod my head, slow blink my eys
To emphasize my sympathy

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If we were home, not in this bar, I'd drape you in fleece
And lead you up the Wooden Hill
So you could get some sleep

My late night friend strong and weary
You mean so much to me
I'd cahnge my life, live by example
If it meant tha you'd be free

(chorus)

(You look tired - you'll get your fire back tommorow
Sleep, smoulder - you'll get your fire back tommorow
Tommorrow, atop Wooden Hill

My late night friend whole and haunted
your vice became you live
I know it's not what you wanted
But you can make it rigth

Let's go home, let's leave this bar, I'll drape you in fleece
And lead you up the Wooden Hill
So you can get some sleep