The tongue lies but the eyes tell the truth;
Never comes the day, that you could believe
The odd flowers, all growing from one root:
She says she'll stay, but anyway she leaves.

Never comes the day that you could believe
How different plants grow, from the same-sown seed:
She says she'll stay but anyway she leaves;
Your heart says flower, but your mind says ****.

How different plants grow from the same-sown seed,
In the bloodied pact you made, her blood was fake:
Your heart says flower but your mind says ****;
You know you still want her, though she makes you ache.

In the bloodied pact you made her blood was fake;
There's no more trust, just the carcass of lust,
You know you still want her though she makes you ache,
She says she's yours, but her words are more rust.

There's no more trust just the carcass of lust;
The odd flowers, all growing from one root
She says she's yours but her words are more rust:
The tongue lies, but the eyes tell the truth.

In the midst of all your dreams
I tiptoe through your heart
While the stars about us gleam
I put to work my art

I tiptoe through your heart
The stars alone can see
I put to work my art
To bring your love to me

The stars alone can see
How I cast my sovereign spell
To bring your love to me
For nobody can tell

How I cast my sovereign spell
And I wrap your dreams with mine
For nobody can tell
And I do it every night

And I wrap your dreams with mine
While the stars about us gleam
And I do it every night
In the midst of all your dreams

I looked through eyes, were never cruel;
O, but their looking long was naught!
Though people may have thought me fool,
I looked through eyes, were never cruel
All that for loneliness, was my school;
And by no friends, were ever sought:
I looked through eyes, were never cruel-
O, but their looking long was naught!

My lover's gone to sail the sea;
The frothy waves like millwheels turn-  
Blow wind, blow him back to me.

He promised he would stay with me,
I felt the ocean's salty burn;
My lover's gone to sail the sea.

What other lover could there be?
Than one who makes my tired heart yearn;
Blow wind, blow him back to me.

He swore he'd never set me free
And my embrace, would never spurn;
My lover's gone to sail the sea.

He vowed his love on bended knee;
My thoughts like blackest waves do churn-
Blow wind, blow him back to me.

With those wild winds, I won't agree;
I'll bind my heart, to steer the stern:
My lover's gone to sail the sea;
Blow wind, blow him back to me.

He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon,
From drops of peridot scattered at sea,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

His father not caring where or with whom,
Or from what rare ocean his being might be-
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon.

He learnt his letters from a dark winged loon
Who flew where the mountains caress the trees,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

His speech was a garble of false and truth,
Whistling like a hollow piped reed,
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon.

His eyes a contagion of waters blue
And brackish trunks of underwater trees
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

His normal voice wove a threadless tune,
Brought close the mermaids, hungry to feed;
He stole his eyes from a milk-glass moon,
Hidden beneath a moon-shadowed ruin.

There's magic in the air
When Cinderella dreams;
Glass slippers may appear,
As odd as it may seem.

When Cinderella dreams
Of jaunty men on horses;
As odd as it may seem
For magic reigns, of courses

Of jaunty men on horses,
She dreams, in her little bed,
For magic reigns, of courses;
And it dances through her head.

She dreams, in her little bed
He has come to take her hand,
And it dances through her head;
She'll be Queen of the little land.

He has come to take her hand,
Glass slippers may appear;
She'll be Queen of the little land:
There's magic in the air.

(Pantoum form)

I had two rats, to fill my days
Through spines of books and bed clothes
They chewed their lazy way
And when they saw you, froze

Through spines of books and bed clothes
Released out of their cage
And when they saw you, froze
For chewing was their rage

Released out of their cage
And when they saw you, froze
For chewing was their rage
Their pile of ***** grows

And when they saw you, froze
They lurked behind the dresser
Their pile of ***** grows
The cage mess is the lesser

They lurked behind the dresser
They chewed their lazy way
The cage mess is the lesser
I had two rats, to fill my days