on his face tonight?
He gazes with an icy stare
yet smiles.
You've always wondered about the irony in his face...
But never dared to ask.
Instead you chose
to rock the baby's cradle.
WAKE UP! WAKE UP!....Or rock me back to sleep.
What are the secrets that some of us keep?
They are better left alone.
Rock the baby's cradle. And whisper sweet dreams.
Sing a loving lullaby
to pacify the SCREAMS!
Rock the baby's cradle. Put him back to sleep...
God only knows the secrets that some of us keep.
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