her playground her courtyards are out of this world you can realign light but you can t take tame the girl and her eyes are the size of lagoons all dreamy and wild in the morning the universe shines from under her skin the delicate pattern of places she s been her baby days coiled up inside her like ribbons all tied greta be good to yourself for goodness sake you existed in moonlight before you were born on the turn of each calendar inside and outside observatories clocked you in stars they were holding so dear greta be good to yourself you ve always been here