I’ve watched eternal night br Dress shadows with starlight br Every footstep taking place br I’ve followed at a snail’s-pace. br br Something, I couldn’t equate. br Dragging, my earthly, weight! br As you; glided along, chaise. br I couldn’t follow… foul of grace? br br I’m neither a chivalrous knight br My lady of the intrepid light… br I’m just a Paige of the lance! br “I’ll ne’er put a foot in France br Or find my own romance”.