Lullaby
Everything transfigured
In your room and on your pillow
Silence made of gold
Moon is hanging cold and bright
Shadows fall like lace
Your bed is silverlined tonight
You’re travelling in space
Wayward head is resting now
You’re sleeping, undisturbed
No confusion on your brow
You’re blessed and unaware that
You’ve got far to go
Before the break of day
Before you leave my shore
I want to sing you
One more Lullaby
Moon and I, domesticized
Are watching over you
Counting hours ‘still the time
When I no longer hold you
Days will fly like red balloons
And days will come with sorrow
And sometimes, when you see the moon
You’ll hear this little song
Cause you’ve got far to go
Before the break of day
Before you leave my shore
I want to sing you
One more Lullaby