Storytime

It was the night before When all through the world No words, no dreams, then one day A writer by a fire Imagined all of Gaia Took a journey into a child-man's heart A painter on the shore Imagined all the world Within the snowflake on his palm A dream of poetry A canvas of awe Planet Earth falling back into the stars I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear I am the journey I am the destination I am the home The tale that reads you A way to taste the night The elusive high Follow the madness Alice, you know once did Imaginarium A dream emporium Caress the tales And they will dream you real A storyteller's game Lips that intoxicate The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man Searching heavens for another Earth Neverland Innocence Dreams of every man Neverland Innocence Every man Peter Pan Neverland Innocence Dreams of every man Neverland Innocence Every man Peter Pan I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear