Hush little baby don't you cry. One of these days you're going to die. Mama's not here to craddle you to sleep, so listen to your little heart beat. When it ends there'll be no more sin. Everything'll be okay, they're better off without you anyway. Hushed went the baby; it didn't cry. There in the craddle the infant lies.

THIS STRANGER
This is not me; I do not smile, I do not laugh, but this girl does so as:
As if there is no hate. As if we have no fate. As if there was no blood and pain. as if fear doesn't flood the world and stain.
If you look though the window. The window that shows through me. A stranger there will be. I fell helplessly in love, and she came like god sent his dove.
She will not fade, she wants to stay. She's the stranger who will not go. If he's still here she will not do so. She's the stranger who will not leave. She's the stranger who has come over me. She's the stranger who is so much fun. She's the stranger I have become.

Wash me clean, and watch the way I laugh and scream.

Her once laughing eyes; now not so gleaming, but screaming. You gave away.

Drip by Drip, inch by inch, they fall. They stain, all my pain, all my sorrow, from yesterday's tomarrow. All my fears; from all the years, they fall just like tears. Drink them all, drink them dry. This river that falls from my eye.