9 listopada 2011
Cry, Cry, Sweet Lullaby
Cry, cry, at the sound of my sweet lullaby.
Shed a tear in the night,
when you hear me softly signing.
Do you feel it in your heart,
when you hear the first sad notes?
Do you tremble, ever so slightly
in the rhythm of the dark?
See my fingers as they move,
gracefully doling out the sweet sounds
of weeping angels.
Do you see my closed eyes,
feeling this lullaby so deep inside?
Do you see my eyes fill with glistening tears,
about to break free and fall out?
Cry, cry, as the sun rises,
for I will begin to fade.
You wished me here, and so it is,
but I was not meant to stay,
lurking here, a figment of your imagination.
You have called for me, and I have come,
but it is finally time to send me away,
until next time.
Cry, cry, at the hollow,
and broken sound of,
of my dead soul’s sweet lullaby.
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