Come little children I'll 

take thee away into a land 

of enchantment come little 

children the times come to 

play here in my garden of 

shadows 



 Follow sweet children I'll 

show the way through all the 

pain and the sorrow weep not 

poor children for life is 

this way murdering beauty 

and passion



Hush now dear children it 

must be this way to weary of 

life and deception rest now 

my children for somewhere 

away into the cold and the 

quiet



Come little children I'll 

take thee away into a land 

of enchantment come little 

children the times come to 

play here in my garden of 

shadows