CYNTHIA CRIES
Dismissed from the table she sits by the window and cries
Her intricate fantasy comes apart before her eyes
Come back to the world Cynthia and leave your playthings behind
It’s time to grow up now abandon your nursery rhymes
Cynthia cries
yeah, Cynthia cries
The dragons have all gone the sea serpents have all drown
Lost in her tower the princess can never be found
And where she once stood now lies a rose
A perfect symbol of a love now frozen
In a place where only she can be
In a time where only she can feel
the wonder, the movement of her heart
The princess cries as the cities fall to ruin
and the dreams of children grow strange
with visions of a multitude
with visions of a pleasant cage
And then they fly away to escape a certain doom
They find themselves in a darkened room
But there, a light, beyond the dark hills
Stay awake, stay awake
This small story from Sorren is centered around a young girl who dreams of a different life. It would not be unusual to think that Sorren himself also would have wished for another life. The last verse begins with a very fatalistic view but as the story ends "a light, beyond the dark hills" beckons to Cynthia, and to us all.