The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door, He said "I am not fighting for you any more." - Suzanne Vega

Oh Mom, the old man is telling me something His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin
And I just can't hear what he's saying Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
It's just that there's so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping

Solitude stands by the window
she turns her head as I walk in the room
I can see by her eyes she's been waiting
Standing in the slant of the late afternoon

They only hit until you cry, After that, you don't ask why.