Sail your Sailing Ship Out
Far Out Across The Vast Sea
Slumber is Gentlest to the Poorer
And Kindest to the sufferers and
to the weary Slumber is Deep
Deep as night and in the morn
Dawn rises the colors of a conch
shell on the horizon of the village
rainy days spent inside are pleasant
Hold your glass moccassins in your palm
The Colors of lonely Maize Corn husks and onyx
Pray for your little cowboy, for he is lost
in a world that doesn't understand him
and let the candle burn bright light into
the dim dusty room where its blue owl
lantern of metal and glass and hinged
with a key, is for you, my sweet baby.
In Jesus' Name, Amen
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