There was a king [bad word] the land.
His majesty was [bad word] 
With silver eyes the scarlet eagle
Showers silver on the people.

Oh Mother, tell me more.
Why'd'ya have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air
Waiting?

You only have to read the lines
They're scribbly black and everything shines.

Across the stream with wooden shoes
With bells to tell the king the news
thousand misty riders climb up
Higher once upon a time.
Wandering and dreaming
The words have different meaning.
Yes they did.

For all the time spent in that room
The doll's house, darkness, old perfume
And fairy sories held me high on
Clouds of sunlight floating by.

Oh Mother, tell me more
Tell me more.