Ophelia's mind went wandering you'd wonder where she'd gone through secret doors down corridors she'd wander them alone

Ophelia was a cyclone, tempest a god damned hurricane your common sense your best defense lay wasted and in vain

people struggle, people fight for the simple pleasures in their lives but trouble comes from everywhere it's a little more than you can bear

Ophelia was a circus queen the female cannonball projected through five flaming hoops to wild and shocked applause...

Here in a little lonely room I am master of earth and sea, And the planets come to me.

Man dwells apart, though not alone, He walks among his peers unread; The best of thoughts which he hath known For lack of listeners are not said.

I knew I wouldn't ever trade all this whirling about my head for Russia or heaven or anything on earth.