Something I wrote to sing my son to sleep...
Above the treeline,
Across the moon,
Got no free time;
Dawn comes so soon.
Echo softly, little one.
The friendly nighttime's all around.
You'll be sleeping with the sun,
For now, you're high above the ground.
Leatherwing, I hear you sing
On through the night now, tiny king,
Soaring over everything.
Little hunter in the dark,
No one hears your lonely cry.
Traveler beneath the stars;
Silent, flitting by.
Your belly full now, morning's come,
Painted gold against the sky.
Your family waits for you with love
In your cave so warm and dry.
Leatherwing, I hear you sing
On through the night now, tiny king,
Soaring over everything.
Little hunter in the dark,
I can hear your lonely cry.
Traveler beneath the stars;
Silent, flitting by.
Leatherwing, I hear you sing
On through the night now, tiny king,
Soaring over everything.
Leatherwing, I hear you sing
On through the night now, tiny king,
Soaring over everything.
