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
