In the garden, in the park, on a bench, I sit.A newspaper floats on the breeze of this late summer.It is coming my way,I patiently wait. I see the sign, it’s on the roadand I think it’s crazy In the garden, of the park, on a bench, I watch.The sandy feet of the children.Pearls of
I see your eyesBlue and wide openTake your timemy divine creatureMy arms will provideundivided attention Sleep, child sleeprest your eyesuntil the sun comes upand you’ll awaketo light, everyones dayup again Rest your headin my lap, honeyThe day I weptis when I had you my love Sleep, child sleeprest your eyesuntil the sun comes upand you’ll
Why did I ever thinklife is about to go onin a minute And did I ever seelife is about to go onin a minuteLife never goes onThose are empty words This is the back doorthat will lead you outto find the alley of your dreamsThey try and tell youThey’re just empty words It’s just a
The fabric softener of the mindmakes everything easyand we slide down Slide over, you The fabric softener of the mindmakes everything lazyand we dive down Slide over, you
The torture won’t part youMotherly breast won’t warm youYou fail and foam from your mouthwhy is it so loud, this sound? All the sense your are capable ofdoes not seem to save youYou heed the glance of a smileWas it impossible to float for a while? Restless is carrying feverburning you to piecesIn search and
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