Artist：joe jackson
Songs Title：lullaby

Shall I stay or go

Through the door

Will the pen to flow

Watch the stars
Sleeps a chore

The moon is growing cold
It hangs like a sliver of tin

How do our dreams unfold
And why are my bones feeling thin

I watch my pen as though
My fingers could shatter like icicles
And before my eyes
Lie glittering and useless on a field of snow