when once upon a time was real wed paint upon the walls with words and call upon our doubts to kneel then fall upon their tongues with swords if i might suggest to you that all the dreams we ever knew were more than real and more than true they were stories we could tell in broken rhythms busted rhymes and all good turns in all good time of primal pulls and passions and in parables and primes so dance with shadows paint with flames and cast as far as far can feel cause once upon a times today and once upon a time is real