I’m find­ing one of my great joys is singing Harper to sleep. The old things seem odd to me (why on earth would you sing to a child about a cradle fall­ing out of a tree??) so I’m singing Tiddas’ “Inanay” (I would love a copy of this; can’t find it for down­load) and “Leave Nobody But the Baby” from O Brother Where Art Thou?

Then caval­orn  posted this Fred Small song (man, I love Fred Small!). Exactly the sort of sen­ti­ments I’d want to sing to her. Now I have a new song to learn!

Everything Pos­sible (Fred Small)

We have cleared off the table, the leftovers saved,
Washed the dishes and put them away
I have told you a story and tucked you in tight
At the end of your knock­about day
As the moon sets its sails to carry you to sleep
Over the mid­night sea
I will sing you a song no one sang to me
May it keep you good company.

CHORUS:
You can be any­body you want to be,
You can love whomever you will
You can travel any coun­try where your heart leads
And know I will love you still
You can live by your­self, you can gather friends around,
You can choose one spe­cial one
And the only meas­ure of your words and your deeds
Will be the love you leave behind when you’re done.

There are girls who grow up strong and bold
There are boys quiet and kind
Some race on ahead, some follow behind
Some go in their own way and time
Some women love women, some men love men
Some raise chil­dren, some never do
You can dream all the day never reach­ing the end
Of everything pos­sible for you.

Don’t be rattled by names, by taunts, by games
But seek out spir­its true
If you give your friends the best part of your­self
They will give the same back to you.

CHORUS