♫ Don't you
Sometimes feel like me
Wish the friends you dream about are true... ♪

Gobo had reacted automatically, adding his voice to Wembley's, the moon lullaby as ingrained into him as any other song from so long ago. He wrapped an arm around him in kind, holding him against him, that faint warmth feeling so good right now.

♫ And they would sail away with you
Sail away with you... ♪