The Lullaby.

Sleepy, sleepy, close your eyes. I’ll come get you, your demise. Bargain, watch me come take you, you’ll never find a way-- break through.

Soft, sweet lullaby, be so cruel. I’m no angel; you’re a fool.

Sheep jump, counting, sun rising. Poor little hoof prints, my coffin.
You deteriorate at my will, just like a sheep stripped of its wool.

Let me be Alice in Wonderland. I’d like to play a game of pretend. Think I see you, rabbit hole. Stuck in a teapot, grow so small. Naked, sheep wool keeps me warm, flamingo feathers on the floor.

I know you’ll take me away from here, yet I still fear, counting sheep won’t disappear.

Sing me a lullaby, comfort my soul. Sing me a lullaby, my eyes are growing cold.