I'm picturing a dungeoneer at Grimaldine's funeral, suddenly feeling bad about their awkward past encounters. g

(Original lyrics, karaoke track)

Maybe I didn't greet you

Quite the way you prepared for

Maybe I didn't give you

Quite the object that you cared for

Little things you could have said and done

You just stayed mute and serene

You were always of the green

You were always of the green

Maybe I shouldn't scold you

For those stony, slow replies

Man, I guess they never told you

That you'd have to improvise

If I made you feel sick and stressed

Well, I'm so sorry for that scene

You were always of the green

You were always of the green

Tell me, tell me that you'll be back from the dead

Give me, give me one more chance to see your baldy head

Baldy head

It'll sting now you are dead and gone

Bye forever, Grimaldine

You were always of the green

You were always of the green

You were always of the green