Beezus Taylor and The Funeral Party - Children's Bedtime Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleepI pray the Lord my soul to keep
Those tiny imps return for me each night
And fill me with their violent desires
My hands they grab so they may guide
Then down my gullet we will slide into
The chambers of my being
The things that they show, there's no unseeing
And they'll say, "It's better the devil you know than the one that you don't"
So I'll drag you down with me into the unknown
My ribs like rungs of a ladder
Are my only escape, but it doesn't matter
Climb out of my mouth into my room
Then back they pull me by my ankles to my doom
One is blue, the other's red
They make sleep torture in my bed, so
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
And they'll say, "It's better the devil you know than the one that you don't"
So I'll drag you down with me into the unknown
And they'll say, "You can trust me, I'll be the devil on your shoulder
These violent desires will make sense to you when you're older
These violent desires are a part of you
These violent desires are a part of you"
Written by:
Kimberly Taylor
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