Before Sleep Comes
2004
by Luka Bloom
I walked along the western shore
One bright November day
I watched the heron watching me
And thought I heard him say
Just be still now
Wait awhile
And let life come to you
Just be still now
All your dreams
Are on the breezes passing through
I walked along the city streets
And wished that I could fly
I saw the heron by my feet
And thought I heard him say
Just be still now
Wait awhile
And let love come to you
Just be still now
All your dreams
Are on the breezes passing through
Just be still now
Just be still
© Luka Bloom IMRO/MCPS