I put the scepter in your hand and picked one truth You wrap me round your finger Like a price, you queen dethroned A sleight of hand, a second chance To grasp the dreams you were denied Flicker of hope, prosthetic self I put the scepter in your hand You carve me bone of your bones, ivory A mantle laid at your feet, ultramarine You weave me thread of your thread, Penelope Buried in gold leaf High on your crown I put a scepter in your hand Hight on your crown I put a scepter in your hand