first blood the man in breeches leans against the wall and keeps a green striped clove ball in his pouch you know him as your friend but he is filling in for someone first come the girl in breeches bends her head and sighs and rubs a green striped gourd across her palm you know her as your love but she is marking time just marking time hold to me say to me kiss to me fall for me do to me what you will and all the answers are the same as they have been before and all the questions are the same as you ve been looking for my friend first served the man in green striped tights is now inside he picks his teeth with fragments of his lute you chose him as your guard but he is here with you and no one else there s no one else hold to me say to me kiss to me fall for me do to me what you will what you will