Tim Kasher
A Lullaby, Sort Of
Mother's found a lumpSuddenly, everyone's preparing for a visitWe need to say the words she never saidShe's bought a wig for going outBut when it itches, she lets her hair downWe avert our eyes from deathAnd wonder which of us is nextSummer's slumbers kept us youngerThe world's a perfect placeWhen you don't know what's swept under the rugJust the nose upon your faceDon't look behind the curtainIn innocence, we are all saintsMy father lost his father to a cancer That left everyone unansweredNow no one dares to ask about him anymoreI wonder if his father had livedCould they have settled their differences?Will we settle ours yetOr bear these grudges to our deaths?Autumn's fallen, hallways darkenThe world's a scary placeIt's best not to know what's under the bedLetras de cancionesBehind the closet doorYour innocence is blissDon't sully it with what's unknownWinter's fingers are boa constrictorsThe world is full of heartbreak and lustAnd maddening joyOne begets the otherI don't regret the honey or the stingNow I lay me down to sleepNow I lay me down to sleepNow I lay me down to sleep
From Letras Mania