She is beautiful, remarkably so, worked my mind oh so perfectly
When there is something, you just know – predisposing yourself to everything quite fantastically weathered
Yet time stands incredibly still
You’re going to blind me by your magic, so you do know
I am happy to fall oh so flagrantly by your wayside – the very same one a million men have watched walk on by
We tend to talk when we sleep, sleep when we dream
Tell me, has all of this really been magically tapestried?