Don’t cry, don’t cry
Just look at the sky
It’s your friend ’til the end
It’s your mother’s blue eye
And the leaves on the trees
Well they know how you feel
And they eat all the bad
And they store up what’s real
In a trunk by their roots
That no one’s ever seen
Cause it’s deeper than deep
And it’s blacker than green
Except one who goes there
To the unikorns lair
With her soft padded footsteps
And pearls in her hair
“Beware I am Fanciful!
I am not plain
All the sweet dreams you fancied
Did not die in vain
I have warmed them with Sunshine
And fed them with Rain
Now I give them to you
On a long golden chain…”
And the Moon in the sky
Is a pearl in her hair
As she sips her tea slow
From a lacy pink chair
And it’s creamy and sweet
With a rock candy stir
Topped with Rose Petals
From a bouquet you gave to her
You! You were her man
She was your wife
You did not understand
She kept all of your valentines
On her nightstand
She removed all her rings and
Showed you her bare Hand!
Beware I am Fanciful!
I am not plain,
All your rashness and anger
It was not in vain
I have dipped them in gold
And have fashioned a chain
That I wear on my wrist
How it sparkles in Sunshine & Rain!
Oh! The cars on the road
How they glitter like diamonds
I’ll set them in gold
I’ll adorn every ear
Where my story is told
In the apricot evening
We’ll sit on silk cushions
Beware I am Fanciful
I am not plain
All my sweet little fancies
Were not made in vain
No, my sweet precious babies
Were not made in vain
They will not work for you
Like slaves tied to a chain
They will call you their father
They’ll lift their arms up to you
Late in the evening
When all of your work is through
Climb on your lap
And they’ll give their hearts up to you
Whisper you stories
That taste like pink fluff to you, Man.