By Kim Zahller and Nate Borofsky

Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye
Sometimes life will make you cry
The moon and breeze and fireflies
Baby, rock-a-bye

Wind will blow, wind will blow
Rock you like a rodeo
Like all things, it comes and goes
Baby, wind will blow

Boughs will break, boughs will break
Staying there won’t keep you safe
Jump on down for goodness sake
Baby, boughs will break

I will sing you lullabies
You can sing them when I fly
All our days will multiply
When you sing my lullabies

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