....and so he woke up from a dream
that was beautiful, and starry and, so wild
it was all still clear in her eyes.
and though her mind was foggy and blank
he wondered:
why his life couldn't be as lovely it was time
there was this king he had no castle or throne
but his horse was great and wild.
he rode alone and liked it that way
but when he met her he swore:
he would never leave her side.
they road across the land,
two lovers hand in hand,
and no danger would come near.
and when something made her cry
she'd look at him teary eyed.
and he would make her feel better.
and now this forest was his home
it was a night time and the right time for love in the dark.
she placed her hand upon her chest
and all the rest just flowed
makin' love down under an ancient far away night.
it was so grand just holding someone's hand
and now safety came naturally.
it was so clear that she would never have to fear.
"oh tell me a story of magic,
and spiralling ships, and the stars in the night.
just whisper in my ears make it soft make it clear
i want to hear every breath you say"
but he woke up from the land
tears falling in his hands
as he looked up asking: "WHY?!"
he laid back in his bed
thoughts rising in his head.
"why can't my life be beautiful?", he said
as he closed his eyes again.
just praying she'd return
but only darkness fell upon him.
.....