作词 : Edo De Bastiani/lowsOn (from Charles Kingsley poem)
作曲 : Huzi
Crawling sitting down the hole
Just looking, their are going in and out
Flesh covers bones, switch to get some more
Like I need a break, scratching on the wall, but
Nobody finds how to keep it…
Out the bowl, out the bowl
Sleep baby sleep
I am not there I don't sleep
Sleep baby sleep
Don't stand at my grave and weep
Sleep baby sleep
I am not there I don't sleep
Sleep baby sleep
Don't stand at my grave and weep
Sleep baby sleep
I am not there I don't sleep
Sleep baby sleep
Don't stand at my grave and weep
Sleep baby sleep
I am in the birds that sing
Sleep baby sleep
I am in each lovely thing
Ohhhh
When all the world is young, lad,
And all the trees are green
And every goose a swan, lad
And every lass a queen
Then hey for boot and horse
And round the world away
Young blood must have its course, lad
And every dog his day.
When all the world is young, lad,
And all the trees are green
And every goose a swan, lad
And every lass a queen
Then hey for boot and horse
And round the world away
Young blood must have its course, lad
And every dog his day.
Something is taking down control
There's no chance at all
Like a man before….
What's the point….al trees are gone.
Sleep baby sleep
I am not there I don't sleep
Sleep baby sleep
Don't stand at my grave and weep
Sleep baby sleep
I am not there I don't sleep
Sleep baby sleep
Don't stand at my grave and weep
Sleep baby sleep
I am not there I don't sleep
Sleep baby sleep
Don't stand at my grave and weep
Sleep baby sleep
I am in the birds that sing
Sleep baby sleep
I am in each lovely thing