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Come Little Children

I'll Take Thee Away, Into A Land

Of Enchantment


Come Little Children

The Time's Come To Play

Here In My Garden

Of Magic


Follow Sweet Children

I'll Show Thee The Way

Through All The Pain And

The Sorrows


Weep Not Poor Children

For Life Is This Way

Murdering Beauty And

Passions


Hush Now Dear Children

It Must Be This Way

To Weary Of Life And

Deceptions


Rest Now My Children

For Soon We'll Away

into The Calm And

The Quiet


Come Little Children

I'll Take Thee Away, Into A Land

Of Enchantment


Come Little Children

The Time's Come To Play

Here In My Garden

Of Shadows