She is overfilled with beautiful words
And pretty little lullabies
That sing when she hums rhyming notes
They flutter into the quiet darkness,
Those beautiful words and pretty lullabies
Alighting and showing the path
To lost little ones who have lost their path
Plain little ones with no faults
and in need of affection
Plain little ones who call her mama
Because she alone can put them to sleep
Peaceful blissful sleeps that never end
Those beautiful words and pretty lullabies
They do something to the plain ones with no faults
Because they never awake from their slumber
They silently scream, "mama!"
But she turns two deaf ears to them
She then turns the path and finds herself new ones
New plain ones with no faults to put to sleep