lullabye

for lack of a song from my OWN heart:


Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye

Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye
-golden slumbers, from abbey road

You stand on the right side of us.
You stand there, and moments of weakness pass.
It's foreign to think of collapse.
Now on course, we'll drown out our cries with lullabyes
-don’t think of collapse, from bitter hand resign