a song sung to children |
You lay your head down to sleep attic rafters way up high fairy dust falling in deep faries falling from within the sky You drift away on gossamar wings your life left behind now you think of fairy things as your life unwinds you spin on a life that is a wing and fly to a seathing light hoping to make things right with the little voice you sing In life we are dead in death we live to die our hearts filled with dread as we pass through a weeping sky We drift away on gossamar wings our life left behind now we think of fairy things as our life unwinds Into the darkness you fall to sleep somewhere in a crying moon you know the sun is arising and so you rise from the deep as the sun is comming soon and when you wake you will weep for the faries crying you spin on a life that is a wing and fly to a seathing light hoping to make things right with the little voice you sing In life we are dead in death we live to die our hearts filled with dread as we pass through a weeping sky We drift away on gossamar wings our life left behind now we think of fairy things as our life unwinds every night we pass you by knowing you will soon fall into the rafters way up high with no life left at all Please read the other items in my portfolio!!! Im uploading more poems now so if you liked this then i hope you like the rest :) |