From the Sand

From the Sand (a lullaby)
by me(whatever)
to Noble Maiden Fair

your ships awaiting,
flying on the ocean shore.
To carry you far,
away to the world of dreams

my dear child,
innocent to evil
cuddle inside the visions of distant lands.
When you get back,
I'll greet you in the morning,
where we'll walk on the sand
hand-in-hand.

The wars are warring,
the world is sad.
But close your eyes, gently
and fall fast asleep.
I'll watch over you
with dreams to keep.