A moonbeam floateth from the skies whispering "Heigh-ho, my dearie..."
I feel somewhat lost lately, like everything I used to believe is changing and not changing. I feel like I'm standing still and going backwards and everything is so rushed and confusing. And it seems the only peace I have is that I find in nostalgia and denial...
"Once upon a time and long ago
I heard someone singing soft and low
Now when day is done and night is near
I recall the song I used to hear:
My child, my very own,
Don't be afraid you're not alone
Sleep until the dawn for all is well
Long ago this song was sung to me
Now it's just a distant melody...
...Once upon a time and long ago (long ago)
I heard someone singing soft and low (singing soft and low)
Now when day is done and night is near (night is near)
I recall the song I used to hear: (I am here)
My child, my very own,
Don't be afraid you're not alone
Sleep until the dawn for all is well
Sing, child (Sing-)
Sing my children (-my children)
Somewhere from the past I used to know
Once upon a time and long ago
Singing soft and low..."
(Distant Melody - Peter Pan)
"Once upon a time and long ago
I heard someone singing soft and low
Now when day is done and night is near
I recall the song I used to hear:
My child, my very own,
Don't be afraid you're not alone
Sleep until the dawn for all is well
Long ago this song was sung to me
Now it's just a distant melody...
...Once upon a time and long ago (long ago)
I heard someone singing soft and low (singing soft and low)
Now when day is done and night is near (night is near)
I recall the song I used to hear: (I am here)
My child, my very own,
Don't be afraid you're not alone
Sleep until the dawn for all is well
Sing, child (Sing-)
Sing my children (-my children)
Somewhere from the past I used to know
Once upon a time and long ago
Singing soft and low..."
(Distant Melody - Peter Pan)