"If you are a dreamer, Come In!
If you are a dreamer, a wish-er, a lie-er,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buy-er,
If you're a pretend-er, come sit by my fire.
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Come in! Come In!"
The silver swan, who living had no note,
When death approach'd, unlock'd her silent throat;
Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,
Thus sung her first and last, and sung no more.
Farewell, all joys; O Death, come close mine eyes;
More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise.
‘When I could not sleep for the cold,
I had fire enough in my brain,
And I built with their roofs of gold
My beautiful castles in Spain.’
~James Russell Lowell
The Teen Titans are Love.