I fell in love with the soothsayers daughter
Her smile like stars and eyes like a promise
She took the chariot and put it in my pocket
and told me that her father had foretold me

And now I see her with the eyes of a newborn
Her hands on my heart like she knows what I'm thinking
I loved that she saw the worlds in all their glory
Her hair between my fingers and her breath in my ears

The things that I felt for the soothsayers daughter
are things you only know once and only if you're lucky
And so I cradle the chariot in my cold hands and ask her
if her father knows where dreamers go when they wake