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Oh, I know him well, I tell myself....
I'll show what destinies are made of
And grow the Oak of Dodona in this hero, Yea so the Argonauts will all sing
"Come to your Medea...."

We've loved we've killed we've stolen,
We've laughed, we've grieved, we've fallen,
We've dreamed that all the gods were ours - for just one moment -

Come blackbird and take my soul away.
You won't keep your vagabond at bay!
Your fortress hangs heavy in the tree:
Come blackbird and take the soul of me away.
And who will listen into your lore?
Will the echo follow your call?
Who will listen while you're waiting by the wooden door?...

It was the dawning of Fifteen Hundred

and all my village was at the fair -

I’d bought me a spindle an’ bread an’ spice

and peddled my garlands for ladies’ hair.

Sleep oh darling our Storm has passed,

dream of it all your life

though our dreams might only come briefly true

they last long after we die

Way over the windtorn wainscotting waterwood

I saw a butterfly on a bicycle -

Way over the windtorn wainscotting waterwood

I heard a dragonfly brush your pie.

And here's a world in which I can fly,
and here's a lake I skim like a mermaid,
here's a world where I'm imprisoned,
here's a pentagram of spells
that take a shape and burn like fire,
and here's a world where I beg for my life,
and here's a pleasure screamed with delight,
and here's a street I stalk as a vampire,