Fredrik
Ner
Go to sheep in bed and foamFind them on your ownA bee hiding with the fliesUnder closing eyesFall asleep and mare all nightThe specter and the spriteAnd the parents of your houseSlumberous and drowsedFrom your mare form a frothWipe you in a clothThe wet is over notAnd the owls are breathingHere tell your hair dress in whiteSend in billows out of sightUnderstand they only biteWhen you’re being unawareDry the beddings off your faceChew your tears and pillowcaseThe rest are not so badIt’s over when you’re over thereEnd to lulla is goodnightWish to sleep a lullabyeBut the corner of your eyesMake everything alive.
From Letras Mania