I believe in fairytales,

I believe in folklore,

I have seen great midnight's king,

I have danced on a silver floor,

I've been anywhere and everywhere,

From the October Country to Prague,

These worlds are all around you,

Like a pixie sleeping on a log,

But fables and legends and folklore,

To you are all just myths and lies,

Because every wild fantasy,

Sang to overlook your eyes.