My present healing my future.
I have promises to keep,
And a thousand miles to go before I sleep.
Sing me the lullaby,
The lullaby that my mother used to sing.
It gives me peace,
And It'll let me fall asleep with an ease.
Fascinating deep brown eyes,
Eyes that had never learnt to speak lies.
Escaping all the truths,
Going to chase every kind of silence that soothes.