Emily Slumber sleeps through the haze Of a long lonely June afternoon She doesn't number all of her days Or the nights that she spends with the moon She is a wonder to all her friends The ones that say they're her friends Emily Slumber drinks in the cool Of the star laden dark of the sky Thoughts ripped asunder by the sound That you hear in her sigh It is no blunder that she's alone, She is painfully shy She doesn't cry She always smiles at all the days in passing She doesn't try Try to explain all of her ways fantastic Emily Slumbers picks up the cup That she's filled with the dust of her life She doesn't lumber, she dances around She's amazingly light. She isn't under Any big clouds, she shines with the bright of the sun