[lullaby - instrumental]
Life was like a moonless night Shrouded in the stars Beauty can be such a fright But now youre in my arms [chorus] You are my life now Cant you see Id
Life was like a moonless night Shrouded in the stars Beauty can be such a fright But now youre in my arms [chorus] You are my life now Cant you see
When I first saw you, you looked alien Like someone in mid dance like a little old man When you first held me in your tiny grip You seemed just like Popeye
God loves a lullaby In a mother's tears in the dead of night Better than a Hallelujah sometimes God loves the drunkard's cry The soldier's plea not to
Evening breezes hum their lullaby thereA's a million candles in the sky I put on my sunday suit of blue Emaline, just for you Now IA'm standing at your
Walk along the river, sweet lullaby They just keep on flowin', they don't worry 'bout where it's goin', no, no Don't fly, mister blue bird, I'm just walkin
drop, the bells keep time and never stop We sleep and we wake on the lake of silver bells The lake of silver bells The lake of silver bells The lake
no surprise? Count the calory cops I'm allowing alibis Drag the shine off your stool and leave me It's raining outside Catch your life through some strange indifference I don't want lullabies
in Eden it was I who sowed the seed then, I've come here to reclaim this life you borrow. Singing 'ring a ring o rosies' for your final lullabye, Have
's turning tonight As I slide through the streets Moonlight and memory burning And in my hand your broken dream My watery eyes, I sing for you this lullaby
Wedding bells as heard from a bus Clanging bells, they ring for the two of us When they're through with us Up in the sky, threatening cloud drifts by
little child shall lead them" The Prophets said of old In storm and tempest keep 'em Until the bell is tolled Sing sweet and low your lullaby Till angels
Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird And if that mockingbird don't mock real well, then Papa's gonna buy you a freedom bell Oh, and if that freedom bell
, East of Woodstock, West of Vietnam And on the roads outside Oshogbo, Lord I fell down on my knees There were female spirits in old mud huts, iron bells
the crowd when I made it sound like I was more then ready Strike up the band, deprive my sleep 'Cause there's no love like apathy The bell that
moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournaments begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies
moons Are shattered by the sun I walk a road, horizons change The tournament's begun The purple piper plays his tune The choir softly sing Three lullabies