My boy king wants to wander
in a desert for 40 years
or out in the deep blue sea.
He needs to know
that there can be more
that he can be wise
that the little girl lost
will find her way home.

Though he is crowned
he will not lead
but leap, fall & cry
for he is dying each day
and he still does not know how to become a Man

And so my Boy King will drift away
throw his land to the dogs
and his heart to the sky
His people will wander the wind
and the girls will die, die, die.