Come soft, come cool, come hot night
You tender that must sleep at night
Sleep; sleep your fill at night
Whence sorrow and terror would not disturb
Sweet babe, sleep thy days away
For this mortal world is cruel to your dreams
To those born of yesterday, today
The unborn of tomorrow and
The others of yesterdays
Our leaders' blind folded greed
Have your tomorrow doth destroy
The future is blinking and black
All thy secret smiles and thy soft desires
All thy hopeful joy
Were but shattered by the reckless greed
Of those who desire to make
A desert of thy home and future smiles
Sleep; sleep my babe, sleep!
Wake to eternity's peace
So, sleep, sleep deep into your days.