Goodnight moon : Shivaree
Une chanson en attendant que l'envie d'écrire me revienne. J'ai plein d'articles en attente : justement, comme ils sont en attente, ils attendront.
P.S. : le mot "attente" et quelques-uns de ses dérivés sont apparus 4 fois en deux phrases. En effet, il vaut mieux que je n'écrive pas en ce moment, étant donnée la richesse de mon vocabulaire...
A song, to wait until I have the desire to write again. I have many articles waiting to be published : as they are waiting, they will wait.
P.S. : the word "wait" and some of its derivatives are written four times in two sentences. Indeed, it's better that I don't write these days, considering the richness of my vocabulary...
There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone
There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just can't stand
What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home
So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon
There's a shark in the pool
And a witch in the tree
A crazy old neighbor and he's been watching me
And there's footsteps loud and strong coming down the hall
Something's under the bed
Now it's out in the hedge
There's a big black crow sitting on my window ledge
And I hear something scratching through the wall
What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home
So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon