«You were like a cloud
yes you are a flower
then you were a lime
now our love is sour
you were like a cloud
you were just like a flower
then you were a lime
now our love is sour».
«Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep,
it's such a bitter form of refuge.
Don't you know the kingdom's under siege
and everybody needs you?
Is there still magic in the midnight sun
or did you leave it back in '61?
In the the cadence af young man's eyes
and were the dreams roll high».
(da A Dustland Fairytale, 'Day & Age', The Killers, 2008)