Aslan and the Silver Queen Couldn't stop time Although they tried Now just look at me Seventeen and seventy Turn it around Follow me down Midsummer night's dream The bite of wind the taste of rain Getting called names Comets of pain And other bright things My favorite things and favorite places Covered in kisses When all of this is memories What kind of creature shall I be? >> how'd you get in here? -- shh! It's a secret >> tell me! -- on flying heels and wagon wheels (rest is unintelligible) So I run out but not away Shooting off sparks into the dark Out in the street 'Cause one day I am going to bloom Patient and proud With fish in my mouth And eyes in my wings What kind of creature shall I be? Aslan and the Silver Queen Turn it around Follow me down Midsummer night's dream