The Lovin' Spoonful - Lullaby

The end of the world is a windy place Where the eagle builds her nest of lace I rock you asleep in the cradle of end Listen, baby, to the wind The end of the world is a broken glass Where the goldfish swim in the rosy grass I rock you asleep in the cradle of slow Listen, baby, to the snow The end of the world is the shadowed cowl of one whose eyes are like the owls I rock you asleep in the cradle of flight Listen, baby, to the night