A dark ditty concerning the resposbilities of being a parent... or anxieties...
V1 The Children, they move so quickly Think so , think so brightly Sleep so, peacefully they grow old So slowly That is, if they ever grow old at all. Chorus And you may think How nice and bright The innocence of the child Which moves me Slowly to sleep now V2 The Evil, it moves so slyly Acts so, acts so darkly Sleeps so fitfully, never grows old So slowly It is ever waiting, ready for all. Chorus And you may think How nice and bright The innocence of the child Which moves me Slowly to sleep now V3 Maybe you should know The meaning of your innocence Your reflections reveal The nature of your bright thoughts Maybe you should know I’ll be there for you Maybe you should know I’ll be there for you I’ll be there for you You know I’ll be there for you I’ll be there for you I’ll always be there for you. Reproduced by permission ©2003 Copyright Kingdon Wright All Rights Reserved
