“Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top When the wind blows the cradle will rock When the bough breaks the cradle will fall Down will come baby cradle and all.”

“A successful song comes to sing itself inside the listener. It is cellular and seismic, a wave coalescing in the mind and in the flesh. There is a message outside and a message inside, and those me...”

“Bringing you 'raisins and almonds' and words (from a Yiddish lullaby”

“I heard raindrops in the nightPattering upon my eaves,Like a pleasing lullabyEasing me back to sleep,Which I thought was odd a bit,For I awoke because of it.”