An Owl came every night
And whispered me a lullaby-
The one that made me smile and cry
Until my flesh got almost dry.
A song about a dead man in my bed
Or maybe he was only in my head
Or maybe wasn’t really dead…
I cannot say this, I’m afraid.
He sat beside me for a while
Until the Owl kissed me goodnight
And left me all alone to cry
And cry and smile and cry.