Из альбома: Everchild

You implanted my mind with a light
Dry my eyes before we’re gonna try to sleep
Could you leave the door halfway open?
Mommy, let your broken-heart go Oh, leave the staircase light turned on To not feel the gloominess in my room
I fade into an image of my mind, an unfamiliar garden overgrown by the voices
of your game
Just the same, I’ve done my little bedtime prayer, hoping that your thoughts
are on me Let me think that we are not alone- may the angel at home that we’ve made out
of clay
Let all the black-winged, illusive creatures and monsters be anywhere far away
from home
Clawmarks underneath my bed… don’t you see?
Paralyzed, I know it is in silence, waiting… don’t you see?
As long as we hide under blankets, it can’t make us out in the dark,
so I do not move
I’m wide awake, () to the monster walking up and down the hall, calling my name
The monster is (more than just a fabled taunt, don’t you frighten us) (?)

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