Here's a lullaby, for anyone who wants to fly,
from their hometown where people drown,
and where the townies die.
(verse 2)
This old library, has thirty books and one dictionary.
But that's ok, no one reads anyway,
we all watch tv.
(chorus)
So here's your lullaby.
No boy, don't cry.
Just rest your head and go to bed,
your time will come to fly
away.
Never today, just dream your life away.
Sleep