Play me a lullaby, you said.
So I picked up my fiddle
and checked the tuning.
You held the music for me
as I stood on the grass.
And then I felt sleepy..
Well it was a lullaby,
what should I have expected?
So I lay on the grass and slept.
And slept.
When I woke,
you were gone
and only the music remained.


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