I like to dream that beyond the burning blue sparks of Skaia,
Sleeping like an unborn dream in a waking grin
Always running with wind under my feet and stars over my head
In that other dimension, second plane, the first Alternate place I called home
Is the perfect world of fresh kills and shy kisses
Land of quiet purrs and razorblade reality
...
Hey, it's a hunter's world out there, and the prey's gotta run, run,
And in my memories I'm running through the shadows, the moons at my back
Because I liked to dream, back then, that there was another dimension, a second place
A whole world all to myself where I could hunt to my heart's desire, forever, and again
Waking land of dreams, where everybody's hopes are truths
And Nepeta the Lioness is the heart that seals it all, her heroics spoken far and wide
...
Looking back at it all, looking at it all, in all its spiderwebbed timelines of chance
It was all just one quick flash, glimmer of claws in moonlight, lightning in sky, eyes dip shut and flicker awake
All our lives together entwined, vines, woven through time, all of it mine
And all of it theirs,
And all of it inevitable, our decisions free like the leaf in the wind that floats without choice
And our wrists chained to our minds
...
Look at me, here, now, at just this one little crossroads of time and place
I came here to die.
I came here to sleep, and dream, and float forever entombed in sugar-sweet memories
To spin around and around and smile like an unborn dream in a waking grin
To drip green tears down to my toes and have them grow a second springtime
And whisper to myself that this was all a beautiful life
A beautiful lie