An adult lullabye
Produced by Peter Kearns, Marty Rifkin and Carrie Wade
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fiogf49gjkf0d I take a walk
I hide my heart
He tells a lie but it hurts him
She buys a dress and it helps for a day
Maybe you turn on the TV
Or pop colored pills
Or sleep until two
I understand ‘cause I’ve seen it
I’ve landed below bad
I’ve cuddled with doom
And you go to your room
You go to your room
MacArthur’s in park
Jim’s on a bridge for a year and a half
We wanna know
Why it seems others move through it so fast
Maybe a wind will surprise us
And whisper a secret
that changes our tune
I’ll make a call to the wind but
You gotta promise
You’ll settle with gloom
And get out of your room
Get out of your room
Don’t sleep ‘til you give up
Wake with a hiccup
Break the cocoon
Don’t miss it
The rise of the moon
A sweet day in June
It’s coming soon
But not to your room
Come on, get out of your room
Get out of your room
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