When Once Upon a Time was real
We'd paint upon the walls with words
And call upon our doubts to kneel
And fall upon their tounges with swords
And if I might suggest to you
That all in dreams we ever knew
Were more than real and more than true
They were stories we could tell
And broken rhythms, busted rhymes
And all good turns and all good time
Have primal pulls and passions
And in parables and primes
So dance with shadows, paint with flames
And cast as far as far can feel
'Cause Once Upon a Times today
And Once Upon a Time is real

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