Ironbed Lullaby

Doors creak open in the quiet

Count the steps

one two three

Sand slips slow through my

fingers

I promise

I'll keep you safe

Shadow lingers by the frame

Low drone begins to rise

Close your eyes I'll stand guard Sand and shadows keep our pact (ohhh)

Fingers trace the wooden grain

Count again to keep the night

Sand runs thin but I won't break

Shadow watches from the hall

Door frames bend

under the weight

Drone swells low and slow

Close your eyes I'll stand guard

Sand and shadows keep our

pact (ohhh)

Sand runs out between the cracks Promise holds but shadow shifts