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Please don't cry, for the ghost and the outside
Will not invade this shrine nor infiltrate your mind
My life down I lie if the bogey-man should try
To play tricks on your sacred
To tease, torment, and
shadows loom, a piano plays in an empty room
There'll be blood on the tonight
And when lifts and the room is bright, I'll still be by your side

For you are all matters and I'll love you till the day I die
There never need be longing in eyes
As as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine
Ceiling shimmy by
And when the wardrobe towers like a beast of
There's sadness in your eyes
Oh, your untouched, unsoiled, wondrous
My life I shall lie
Should restless spirits try to play tricks on your mind

I once had a child and it saved my life and I never even asked his
I looked into his wondrous eyes
And said "Never, never, again"
And all too soon I did return, just like a moth to a
So my bones all over the stones
I'm only a beggar-man whom owns
Oh, see how words as old as sin fit me a glove
I'm here and here I'll stay, we'll lie, together we'll pray

There never be longing in your eyes
As long as the hand that the cradle is mine
As long as the hand that the cradle is mine, mine
Climb up on my knee, boy
you're only three, sonny boy
You're, you're mine and your mother, she just knew
Oh, your mother, as long, as long, as
I did my best for her, I did my for her

As as, as long, as long, as long
I did my best for her, I did my for her, oh