I fell into a dream

That I just could not wake from

Close your eyes, said the lonely one

Lock the lock, I'll hold the key

Cause here comes the mad one

A star courses through heaven

From Denmark to Norway

Here and there

I inherit its presence

But I have that within which passeth show

These are but the trappings and the suits of woe

To my father I swear

For my mother I pray

As I stray down the primrose path

I doubt foul play

I deviate

And device a way back to the throne

Heed my rede

I was injured

I was crippled

I was weary

I was contempt

Now I'm waxing

Now I'm havoured

Now I'm in you

And now I'm clean

I fell into a dream

And I just could not wake up from it

Listen to my soliloquy

When I say

To be, or not to be

He's dead and gone, lady

He's dead and gone

He's dead and gone, lady

He's dead and gone

At his head a grass green turf

At his heels a stone

"You, that look pale and tremble at this chance

That are but mutes or audience to this act

Had I but time — as this fell sergeant, Death

Is strict in his arrest — oh, I could tell you ... "

"The potent poison quite o'ercrows my spirit "

"If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart

Absent thee from felicity a while

And in this harsh world

Draw thy breath in pain

To tell my story"