Apocalyptic lullaby

Hush now baby, baby don’t you cry
Cuz stars are shooting arrows from their eyes
And battleships keep falling from the sky
Another a beautiful night
So baby don’t cry

A million fruit shaped islands they will bloom
In a sea of pink champagne foam
And your coconut shell boat it will rock
Til we both fall asleep and awake
Beneath a wild, trembling oak
We’ll wake to the chocolate caresses of a ghost
And the icicle flowers will sing to us
In reverse…