I am the stranger
Who walks behind you...

What is it I promised you
That you have not received...

Their tears, they're lost in rain
But forever stays the pain...

Cruel will be the virgins,
All maidenheads afloat...

The many voices echo,
Speeches lost in time...

Clad in skin just "tough as nails"
As fists as hard as rock...

What can you do?
When you must choose...

The fairies are too scared,
The pixies too frightened...

A forest full of by-gones
Shattered, shattered...

Dive in pools of envy,
Of green opposite to so...

It seems so long ago
That you and I were forever...

Over tea and biscuits
With delicate conversationalists...