Claire, the fair, red ribbons in your hair
So eloquently furnishing your clever stare...

Her eyes changed their color just now,
As she looked down from her balcony...

Here comes the train, everybody's on it,
All the kings who died are in the front seat and...

Empty minds in the mist of chaos,
Your promises are all unkempt...

In the morning when you sleep and I'm awake,
I remember what you said to me during your break...

Daydreaming of you
And in my sleep...

Dont forget to rest
Your sweet acorn eyes...

Someday, when I die
All will be forgotten...

She smiles with joy that’s pure,
And eyes that shine incandescent...

You may be the only one like that
With your hair that parts...