There was a king [bad word] the land
His majesty was [bad word] 
With silver eyes the scarlet eagle
Showered silver on the people
Oh Mother tell me more

Why'd you have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air, waiting
You only have to read the lines of
Scribbly black and everything shines

Across the stream with wooden shoes
Bells to tell the King the news
thousand misty riders
Climb up higher once upon a time

Wondering and dreaming
The words have different meanings
Yes they did...

For all the time spent in that room
The doll's house darkness old perfume
And fairy stories held me high up
On clouds of sunlight floating by
Oh Mother tell me more
Tell me more...