"I will not reason and compare: my business is to create" William Blake (1757-1827)
I am a wonder on my very own A newly born to step inside, into the sea In a dream I've been dreaming for so long Imaginations coming back and forth And for my art to take its place I must turn loose the ship and find north
Because the mirage is real I'm sailing from my chamber. I am chasing the dragon alone I'm coming home
Oh, a new world to discover Oh, a sailor undercover I shall make a deal With the ghost of a flea
I am the prophet coming from below believing in the gospel of the Queen of Ice. I must put all my needs to sacrifice. Eternity is awaiting, it's not beyond my reach, I'm making it!
"... A good glass in the bishop's hostel in the devil's seat forty one degrees thirteen minutes north east and by north main branch..."
Follow the shimmer of the golden bug. To be the fool: this is my thrill: If I don't find the treasure others will
Some other will take my place In living out from conscience I will give all my kingdoms to you For a chanson d'amour
Oh, a new world to discover Oh, a sailor undercover I will build for them The new JerusalemTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
