Who Will Play For The Player

When the hard and cruel day is finally over and the blood of war and survival is laid to rest -

I watch as you slowly relax your soul to the sweet and healing refrain of the player.

The shadowy demons are vanquished for a time - and tomorrow seems so very far away.

Hush now...and let the gentle waves of music wash over your hurts and pains and fears.

Hush now.....the player is here now - and soon everything that is bad and ugly will be lost for awhile in the melancholy fog - soon everything will be alright again.           Soon.

Hush......close your eyes now - and rest for awhile in my song - you are safe here.

But who will play for the player - when the dark of his night comes.

Who will sooth his pains - and bind the ugly things that tear at his inner parts.

Who will say "hush now.....soon everything will be alright again" -

- and gently place his so very weary head upon a soft pillow to rest.

Who will play for the player.

Who will let him close his eyes - just once - just for a little while -

            - and watch the player cry -

            - as great tears softly flow down his cheeks - 

             - as he sleeps.