I haven't been young since an age of man,
When the songs of elves were heard in the land.
I heard the last dragon's final lament,
And was there when Rome's first legions were sent.
...
Polly
Polly,
My child,
Lost in the cold grey
world,
In a word of make believe,
Searching but finding no one,
Finding no one to love,
No one to care
A child lost
And loved.