12am - 2pm
is the time for the dying and the newborn.
While we are asleep in our beds,
the dying whisper goodbye,
while the babies giggle and gurgle their helllos'.
The moon comforts them.
Performing the last rites and soothing tantrums.
The old look fondly on the young,
and wish them well.
The young don't understand,
they will forget and never tell.
The quiet comforts them,
tells em' it'll be alright.
One group headed for departure,
and one headed for flight.
is the time for the dying and the newborn.
While we are asleep in our beds,
the dying whisper goodbye,
while the babies giggle and gurgle their helllos'.
The moon comforts them.
Performing the last rites and soothing tantrums.
The old look fondly on the young,
and wish them well.
The young don't understand,
they will forget and never tell.
The quiet comforts them,
tells em' it'll be alright.
One group headed for departure,
and one headed for flight.
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