I sit here in the window still
The curtains closed my mind is too
But up above I see you moon
Cool your glow to save me soon
I wish for just a better school
So I don't run from them
I fear each day its coming soon
But still I speak no doom
Just think of a better day in June when she was here before the grey
Of summers warm and apple pie
Of skipping ropes
Of open sky
Lay upon the greenest grass
Looking up to you
Hoping you will hear me call
Then the sky turns grey
The storm comes and grabs like clay
The musty smell of well I know
The swirling grating of the bones
The feeling words cannot unfold
The ice it burns like swirling knots
Terrifying if you rock
The ceiling here you seem to be looking down on untold verse the pictures with words  you cannot explain
The depths of which you can't retain
Be still for cooling breeze is here no more to fight no-one to fear
But never even she'd a tear nore spill a word you hear
Or storm return and bones be crushed
The dragon tiny with you trust
Be quiet be still
Now leave the sleep wake fast get dressed return to floor make fast to bed before the storms crash your head fill it full of fairy's wings tiny dragons pens and rings paint the picture of the wall of mysterious woods with adventure in store slip through the trees meet the hare talk to the deer and sleep soundly there
Ignore the twists that scrape the branch ignore the flower that has no dance
Just hold on tight to little dragon he will help you always here he will help you see no fear