As she falls asleep tonight
her soul never felt so good
so kindly removed
from the world that took away her innocence
and arrested her little girl.
She'll keep on strugling to save her
a simple smile on a toy shop,
from fields she never saw.
Feelings that go all the way in
through a lost narrow window
getting narrower
moving around in the dark
getting narrower
too narrow to care.
She'll grow to bare it, she'll fool her self to forget it.
As she falls asleep tonight
her little girl whispers stories that never hapenned
shows her memories she wishes she had
softly drawing a dream.
One kind delicade hand
holding a precious lost pencil
through a narrow narrow window.
Almost too narrow to whisper:
"The silence that hurts so much brings a tear, you see?
Cause now it's not here for you to just be."
She cries,
holds her pillow to let go
staring at the wall for a blank end of story.
As she fell asleep tonight
she took back some thoughts, some moments in time
that for long stood behind in a shelf
like lost sentences in a rhyme.