Testo di Dust Hymn

Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Water spills down o'er The glass left always full There's a dew under the bed where Sweat and dreams hath tread Your feet would touch the floor Drift around like boards Hang you like a lullaby Hang you like a lullaby Hang you like a lullaby Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Little voices left to rot and plot The clenching of your teeth Might help you sleep It will not lift you Always wished you'd walk Through and o'er the salt Hangs you like a lullaby Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head Dear, lie still along my old web Cursed by your dust filled head