Sweet Widow

Zephyr through the awning shadow Star-like glimpse upon the weeping leaves Rest yourself my weeping widow With the your news of grave defeat With the shafts of each fraction Beneath your head in rays of hair Fire hand the mango nectar And the news is good Sleep oh, Sleep oh, Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep Lay down your head and Across these fields of amber grain Never that we've reached the dawn You whispered that your vows to him Were crushed as the shafts we played upon Then came the news, I knew it'd come It was a cruel and clever thief Devised this cunning tragedy Stole you for me to love sweetpea Sleep oh, Sleep oh, Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep Lay down your head and (repeat above verse and chorus)