DISCLAIMER: This song discusses serious topics and is rather depressing.
Tiny hands, unseen, unfurled, a ghost within my womb
A lullaby, unheard, unsung, in the garden of my room
Butterflies of hope took flight, dreams scattered on the breeze
Whispers of a life unborn, carried on the mournful trees
Little star, so briefly bright, a flame that flickered out
Did you know the love I held, the dreams we danced about?
Footprints in the shifting sand, washed away by sorrow's tide
But in the echoes of your name, my broken heart will hide
An Empty crib, a silent song, rocking in the lonely night
Tiny toys with vacant eyes, bathed in pale and moonless light
Mother's milk, a bitter stream, a comfort turned to pain
The weight of absence crushes me, a love that's lost its rain
Little star, so briefly bright, a flame that flickered out
Did you know the love I held, the dreams we danced about?
Footprints in the shifting sand, washed away by sorrow's tide
But in the echoes of your name, my broken heart will hide
(Bridge)
Through the veil of tears I see, a promise in the dawn
A field of wildflowers bloom anew, where sorrow had withdrawn
Your memory, a butterfly, takes flight on wings of grace
And in the midst of starless nights, I see your lovely face
Little star, so briefly bright, a flame that flickered out
Did you know the love I held, the dreams we danced about?
Footprints in the shifting sand, washed away by sorrow's tide
But in the echoes of your name, my love will never hide
(Outro)
One day, on a distant shore, where stars like diamonds gleam
We'll meet again, my little one, one night, in my dreams
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Fraggle Rock Short Stories
RandomHere are some Fraggle Rock short stories I have written over the past year.