Carelessly I wandered
Where the ravens prey
Drinking what they offered
Be still my enemy
There I languished absently
In your luster, in your legacy
All your fiction I believed
I should've known
Forever won't take too long
Tomorrow's almost gone
Already forgotten
Spent are the days
Of marbles and lemonade
Now comes the charade
Performed on a crumbling stage
Silk upon your shoulders
Feathers in your hands
Pleasantries and liquor
To feed your jealousy
Thus I sheltered woefully
In my haven, in my vanity
Age of envy coaxing me
I should've known
Forever won't take too long
Tomorrow's almost gone
Already forgotten
Spent are the days
Of marbles and lemonade
Now comes the charade
Good heavens, Arthur, what a marvelous display!