For Radical Betty and the other beach folk who have gone before.
Bed is too small for my tiredness;
Give me a hillside with trees.
Tuck a cloud up under my chin.
Lord, blow the moon out, please!
Bed is too small for my tiredness;
Give me a hillside with trees.
Tuck a cloud up under my chin.
Lord, blow the moon out, please!
September 18th, 2009 at 8:25 pm
Just came back from a beach walk with the dawgs, Incredible beauty. And UberKayakwoman’s lullabye kept rising up from the sea. Sometimes I cannot get it out of my head. Moderate wind, beautiful sunset, 3 ships, loon feathers. . .. We have had no rain or major winds in three weeks, so all of your footprints, kayak drags, etc. remain from Radical Betty’s weekend. They offer company to solo walks!
September 19th, 2009 at 5:42 pm
Mouse and I have both had this song stuck in our heads all day!
September 22nd, 2009 at 10:08 pm
Alright!! I kept thinking that there was another verse to this lullabye, that didn’t stay in my mind when I sang it to Robyn, but it is appropriate still for all those beach folk who have traveled on. Worth adding in:
Bed is too small for my tiredness
Give me a hill topped with trees.
Tuck a cloud up under my chin.
Lord, blow the moon out, please.
Rock me to sleep in a cradle of dreams.
Sing me a lullaby of leaves
Tuck a cloud up under my chin
Lord blow the moon out please