Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep This may cease my wondering Drifting slowly out to sea I been sitting round so long The papers tell of awful things The world is pulling out it's teeth But in the trees mockingbirds sing The world is made of pretty things Colours of a sunset's fire Like the sound of babies crying One way all the first align Someday I will write a song That will put the world to sleep And quiet all of those babies Pretty lying peacefully And now I'll wear a diamond ring Maybe fake but I don't care As I have asked for lesser things Even if the ring don't shine And when we run out of air I shall cover us in quilts They shall kiss our skin so fair And tuck us into new warm beds And tuck us into new warm beds Yes the world is beautiful When I sleep in it's cool arms Yes the cold winds can be cruel And mountains keep us safe from harm And now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep This may cease my wondering In the trees mockingbirds sing