There will be more-
Or won’t there?
I wasn’t here,
but wasn’t I?
Ummm, hum-drum lullaby
You lean upon, so like a lie
up, up, in the sky
birds are watching, starry eyed
I can’t quite tell yet what’s gone on
nor yet what’s to come
but I’ll tell you something little darling,
of the wolves that wait outside…