the song that means the most to you
is sung just above a whisper

the light the love the rhyme the life
beating in the heart of hearts.

You feel the pain of the world
seeping in your chest.

For some odd reason the rain leaves bruises
And the grass, little paper cuts.

You cringe and walk and run and cry
Hypersensitive to the world.

And the saddest thing is that when I hold you,
I break your brittle bones.

You move on, you trooper, my soldier,
You do your duty well.

I want to sing you a lullaby,
Just so you can sleep well.

Byyyye bye,
Bysie bye,
Bysie Bysie Bye Bye,
bye bye,
Bysie Bye.
Bysie bysie bye bye