Suppose that night you didn’t dream
of lions prowling tranquil city courts
Suppose you didn’t dazedly escort
a tragedy through the door seam
Suppose that old man Eugene
had used that golden inheritance to thwart
that black omen that waited in it’s shadow fort
Suppose he lost trust in that worm’s scheme
But here comes the dragon, the dragon, the dragon
with eyes that found yours before you had turned
with the face of a boy that evades every trial
Oh, here comes the dragon, he’s tugging his wagon
of children’s toys and trusted items burned
Oh, here comes the dragon with his upside-down smile