I always write about love
and think I'm into it
And think of its twist and turn,
It wasn't that easy to love and
To be loved.
Each day we're swooning by
The comfort of the Sun,
I could not remember the last time
The light had left me;
No one would ever take a glance
on their dark times.

I know, I am complete--  living on a guarantee that
The stars will hold on into the night,
Each night where you will hear the
Swan's lullaby
And in morning, you will embrace
The thoughts of last night's catastrophe.

It is almost dawn now
Can someone sing me a lullaby
And tuck me in
Caress my hair
As I close my eyes
This would be my only peace
I could drift to sleep
With that beautiful voice that sings
I now forgot what chaos is.

Broke into my house, and
Laid by my side, in bed
Caressed my hair and said, in a sweet voice
Wake up sweetheart, I'm here
Don't sweat with fear, I'm near
Let me sing a lullaby, sleep tight
Embrace my body,
I will let you calm down.
And she hummed all night long
Her face buried in my chest
She unlocked all my pain away
Just listening,
Just inhaling her perfumed hair
Just absorbing all her warmth
She robbed me of my troubles
And then we...

Sing me a lullaby so that I can sleep for eternity
So that my tired soul can rest in peace
So that I can avoid the eternal pain of this life
Will you sing me...
Will you sing me a lullaby so that I can sleep for eternity
My soul is wounded and
Body soaked in blood
I witnessed a massacre of happy moments
I witnessed a massacre of dreams
I witnessed a massacre of human beings
I can't sleep bcz i have nightmares
In my eternal sleep i want to avoid it all
In my eternal sleep i want to live the life of Riley
The world is so dark and it's the right time to fall in a deep sleep in a bed of roses
So that I can rise and shine again someday
So will you sing me tonight
Will you sing me a lullaby so that I can sleep for eternity?

~
Sleep, sweet darling
Sleep

Remember drowsy
blue waters
heal and swoon
the ennui haze

In softly pillowed oblivion
where even your
little toes and feet
touch bottom

Beloved dreamer
in tempera obscurity
there will be no memory
of the procession
ferrying our kipped-down family

They will dance
widdershins around us
with fluttered eyelids
and reclining hearts

But whether an
allegory of the cave or
an analogy of the sun toward
some dividing line between
~either way~

Sleep, sweet darling
Sleep
~

Sing me to sleep once more
Don't let the shadows take me
Where sorrow dwells
With the soft caress of tears