Darkness, Darkness

by Jesse Colin Young



Darkness, darkness, be my pillow,

Take my hand, and let me sleep.

In the coolness of your shadow,

In the silence of your deep.

Darkness, darkness, has me yearning,

For things that cannot be.

Keep me my mind from constant turning,

Toward the things it cannot see,

Things it cannot see,

Things it cannot see.



Darkness, darkness, long and lonesome,

As the day brings the pain.

I have found the edge of stillness,

I live in the depth of fear.

Darkness, darkness, be my blanket,

Cover me with endless night,

Take away the pain that flows away,

Fill the emptiness with bright,

Emptiness with bright,

Emptiness with bright.



Darkness, darkness, be my pillow,

Take my hand, and let me sleep.

In the coolness of your shadow,

In the silence of your deep.

Darkness, darkness, be my blanket,

Cover me with endless night,

Take away the pain that flows away,

Fill the emptiness with bright,

Emptiness with bright,

Emptiness with bright.



Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu