They came while she was sleeping They crept in through the cracks in her wall Dangerous creatures She’s wrapped herself in armour shining Silver like a star fallen from The folds of night’s dark skirts They play in her mind creating labyrinths to push her through She spins around and round and round And round and round and round and round Round and round and round and round and round Hold on The morning’s almost here The lark is chasing the Moon with his song So wake up Get up You’ve won this round Now it’s time to tend your wounds Yeah it’s time to tend your wounds She decorates the hours She fills them up with laughter and her song So they can’t reach her They seek her in the shadows so she dresses all in yellow Like the Sun She says, I am the Sun They circle around like dark orbits in her universe She spins around and and round and round And round and round and round and round Round and round and round and round and round Hold on The morning’s almost here The lark is chasing the Moon with his song So wake up Get up You’ve won this round Now it’s time to tend your wounds Yeah it’s time to tend your wounds They’ll weary over time