I don’t have any kids, but if ever I do, I think I am going to sing this song to them each night before they go to sleep. It’s obviously a children’s lullaby and meant for innocent imaginations that only the minds of unmarred youth can hold, but I really like it. I would sing it until my little boy or girl got to the point where chocolate brown bears driving trains over peppermint rails became a farce instead of an awesome fantasy. Then a part of me would mourn that inevitable loss of incorruptibility and I would begin teaching them to never stop embracing the things of virtue. It’s impossible, I think, to leave this world without being at least grazed by corrupt things, people, ideals. But it doesn’t mean that they have to become a part of you.

Of course, I would never actually play this song for them because after they heard Nat King Cole sing it, they would never want to hear my voice again.