Cradle کے بول

When i'm by myself Here alone Crystal clear Fresh water falls Hush and dive Got a little cradlefor my brain A magic pill to kill the pain Keep things nice and slow My shoulders sag can't stand up straight I need a crutch to bear my weight I need some time to heal Burried deep down Cradle All the sour seeds i've sewn Now i weep Now i see How they've grown As gardens grow In long straight rows As high as my head Thick roots below Every time it rains It leaves a stain So green so naive.