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Strange Orchard - Sad Lovers & Giants

The time has come' he said

With talk of cabbages and kings

He died in bed

And though he seemed unsure

The walrus in him knew the place

And asked no more

Tall sister shakes her head

No need to hear the voice

In tones of measured lead

And waiting by the door

The next in line will close his eyes

He won't wait

As the reel of age unwinds

Upon the floor the perfect frames

Are hard to find

Editing the sense from senseless

All forces too intense

Are fossilized in white

Seen through a looking-glass

Some madmen know the truth

While fools won't dare to ask

'The time has come' he said

With talk of cabbages and kings

He died in bed and asked no more

While sunk in memories

He kept no promises to mend his broken ways

No last ditch piety

To send him honestly into some empty space

My hand against the sky

With fingers spread another tree

Though half as wise

Seen through a looking-glass

Some madmen know the truth

While fools won't dare to ask what times will come