Come Away, Pray She On Her Sleepy Breath.
On this sick bed does she silently lie
amidst two lovers; life and death, day by;
She was clothed in pain, fed with painful bye;
Thinking, to the ding dong knell, she will die.
When first her old days, wander her weak mind,
Suffers she alone; shadows of her mind.
Her grief lies onward and her joy behind,
And all she seemed see, she's out of her blind.
She then whispered a roar beyond a bend;
The deep roar of the torrent tempests' bend-
Waves sent their chorus of voices and blend,
To the listening heart, to heavens ascend.
Her mute lips prayed in heart and sobbed on death,
Come away, pray she on her sleepy breath,
And her; brave, breathe a silent breath, a breath
that the air could feel and the knell of death.
As still as the sea is her breath breathing,
As the lonely cloud wander her, her breath'ng,
Her breath she listen to hear it breathing;
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, breathing.
"words from the innocent mind"