I dreamt a dream tonight. And so did I? Well what was yours? That dreamers often lie, in bed asleep while they do Dream things true. Oh then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairest mid-wife Her traces of the smallest spiderweb Pricked from the lazy finger of a maid In this state she gallops night by night Ladies lips who straight on kisses dreams Then he dreams of another benefice Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck And then he dreams of cutting foreign throats Drums in his ear at which he starts and wake And being thus frightened swears a prayer or two And sleeps again. This is she. This is she. Score by Damon Intrabartolo http://www.barethealbum.com/musical/