She threw a little sound
Through her two front teeth
That trembled through the ancient ground
And sent the sprites to sleep

Lit by amber fireflies
They slumbered through the years
Till they awoke with widened eyes
Blue with angel tears

For they awoke to chaos
To cities lit by fires
To churches filled with hot gaslight
And shadows in their spires

The little girls weren’t singing
They did not make a sound
Childhood didn’t matter
Their purity was drowned

Their tears fell hard on concrete
So far below the sky
So at that time they turned away
And bid mankind goodbye

So once again they burrowed
Through tunnels, dank and deep
And in the eerie undergrowth
They cried themselves to sleep

They then slept through the ages
Through sun and Spring and snow
But when they did awake once more
They found the world aglow

Wrapped in fresh green grasses
The air was filled with voice
And yet there was no man about
And so the sprites rejoice

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