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The Sandman comes with his bag of sand,
And sprinkles it over every land,
He tiptoes softly through the night,
And puts our eyes to sleep so tight.
His magic sand is like a spell,
That makes us dream and rest so well,
We close our eyes and drift away,
To a world of wonders until the day.
So when you feel so tired and slow,
And need to rest and let go,
Just close your eyes and hear his sound,
The Sandman's coming, sleep profound.
