maybe every man dreams himself a king
every green blade of girl a dark queen
the number of plans we make against charade
probably fall to memory exponentially

perhaps you'll talk to god when this is over
in any event what is dead has been done
and it may be just as likely there is nothing
and so I repeat myself: what is dead is done

once upon a time ago amidst a switch
of rivers a little girl dreamed of now
and has been dreaming all the while

once upon a time away near from now
a child will either die or reawaken
and what has died will have been sung.