To see you sleeping peacefully amongst the snow and quiet outside is a treasure and present, I know I love to hear you say, I love you, especially on Christmas mornings With an otherwise sleeping city, sleeplessness is all right with you by my side.
Maybe it was the way that she stepped on every Crack, Bump, Stick, Pebble, Rock, Boulder, Mountain; That got me so addicted to the way she lay peacefully upon the grass
I'll cry for all the world, for all the things gone wrong. I will cry for every techered bird who has lost her joyful song. I will cry for ever flower who has lost his colour. I will cry for every animal that disappeared. I will cry for every infected lake and sea. TOMORROW i'll cry for every heart that is broken in two. BUT TODAY I WILL CRY FOR US.
