Arthur (Dionysos)

She said the rain will come again I shave my shadow and threw up a bow She said the rain will come again I cut the swing with my feet in the sand I can't believe this crowd of spies I can't believe this crowd of feet She said the rain will come again I cut the swing with my feet in the sand I can't believe this crowd of spies, I can't believe this crowd of feet With their big finger eyes eating the sand