Come, Little Children

Come little children, I'll take thee away
Come little children, the time's come to play
Here in my garden of shadows.
Follow sweet children, I'll show thee the way
Through all the pain and the sorrows.
Weep not poor children, life is this way
Murdering beauty and passion.
Hush now dear children, it must be this way
To weary of life and deception.
Into the calm and quiet.
Come little children, I'll take thee away
Come little children, the time's come to play
Here in my garden if shadows.
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