Lullaby - Poem by Patti Masterman
Let me be still, let all things close
Their weary eyes, and dream awhile.
Let us dream, let us float free
Along soft-flowing mountain streams.
Let us fly, over hill and plain,
Let the air caress our face
And go where there's no fear, no pain,
To remember who we are, again.
Or else forget, what was before,
For there's nothing here, for miles and miles,
No need to remember, or forget,
While all around, the quietness smiles..
(Written to Into Dust, Mazzy Star)
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