Alas

"I command you now;
Open this gate!"
Sorry, sir knight
But you're a little too late
The gate-man is gone
And the drawbridge is up
Nothing stirs
Not even a cup
Thorns cover the walls
And everything in sight
The king is fast asleep
Unable to fight
For we were cursed by a fairy
An evil one at that
And now the whole kingdom slumbers
Even the Queen's cat
The princess poked her finger
And now we must sleep for a hundred years
Or until true love's kiss comes
To wash away our tears

But the princess is so young
True love to her is just a dream
It's magic and romance
And stolen kisses beneath a moon beam
She thinks its late night balls
With princes and knights
She does not know of sacrifice
Or working through fights
She's been so busy running
And rushing around
Too busy trying to do everything
Too busy trying to get her feet off of the ground
She knew she'd prick her finger
Knew she'd have to sleep for many years
And so she tried to do everything before that could happen
Tried to master all her fears
Tried to have many adventures
And solve many a crime
But she did not try to find true love
For she figured it a waste of time

How could it be true love?
You've never even met her, sir knight
But still you'll climb the thorns
And with the evil fairy fight
You'll rush to her bedside
Thinking that after all you've done your love for her must be deep
You'll kiss her tenderly, but, alas, sir knight
Still we all shall sleep