Keep your chin up, kid
Don't fret about the sun
It will come back in the Spring
When nature comes alive again
To dance the dance of the
Sugarplum faeries
In the glades of moonlit night
Until just before the breaking dawn
And to awaken the embers
Of the Brigid's flame of Kildar�
That signals the handmaidens fair
Come sing their sirens' cantations
Reminding us all of the cycle
That death is but a rebirth
A reminder of ages past that make way
For the things anew
Think of me and Erik when you need
Rescuing from the darkness
Or help for chasing away the shadows
To reveal the lies that try to tell you
That you are all alone.