COME, LITTLE CHILDREN

Come, little children,
I'll take thee away,
Into a land of
   Enchantment.

Come, little children,
The time's come to play
Here in my garden
   Of magic.

Follow, sweet children,
I'll show thee the way
Through all the pain and
   The sorrows.

Weep not, poor children,
For this is the way...
Murdering beauty
   And passion.

Hush now, dear children,
It must be this way...
Too weary of life and
   Deceptions.

Rest now, my children,
For soon we'll away
Into the calm and
   The quiet.

Come, little children,
I'll take thee away,
Into a land of 
   Enchantment.

Come, little children,
The time's come to play
Here in my garden
   Of shadows.


Writer(s): James Horner (music); Brock Walsh (lyrics). Based on "The Book of Shadows" by Edgar Allen Poe.