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The Midnight Peddler by David

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The Midnight Peddler

Folklore Song

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Castle Gate —disco
Lock your doors when the clock strikes twelve,
Don't let your greedy fingers tell.
For the wagon creaks on cobblestone,
Driven by a man with sunken bone.
He sells your dreams in glassy jars,
A pocket watch that eats your ears,
A cracked mirror that keeps your face,
A coin that eats away the light.
But don't pay coin, you'll pay the toll,
The midnight peddler wants your soul.
They say he wanders for a home long lost,
Lost in the rift he counts the cost.
So buy your bread and buy your meat,
But flee the trader on the empty street.
He traded home for a silver bell,
Now it rings the hours of a broken spell.
Whispers trade for what you mourn,
Bring me grief and I'll bring you sleep.
He'll trade a wound for borrowed breath,
A lantern sold that lights your death.
He keeps a coin that eats the light,
A watch that steals a year each night.
He sells your dreams in glassy jars,
He steals your light and buries your past.
Don't hand him coin, you'll pay the rest,
The midnight peddler takes the best.
So heed the warning softly told,
In border havens midnight cold.
Keep your coin and guard your soul,
Lock the latch and bar the door.
Listen for the wagon's creak,
For empty pockets for a tweet,
Of silver bell and whispered toll,
You'll wake one day and find it's home.
Don't trade your name for trinkets bright,
Don't sell your years till midnight's night,
The peddler walks when moon is low,
Turn your key and let him go.
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