Hey diddle diddle, the fox plays the fiddle As the man on the moon plays the fool So little bo-peep, pay no mind to your sheep Wolves are hiding under their wool Every tale told leaves these kids as crows They caw and call for you
In this nursery the ebb and flow seed into me In this fallacy the hinges on the door rust and recede
So pin up your parasols and walk me to the ledge Where between your toes you'll feel the sand of Neverland Here on the banks of time where we'd never tread ever again
I am sea more than I am land Searching for a secret I'll never understand Yet still I build these statues with stone-like, calloused hands For the world of the wild eyed Atop the hills from where they stand I am sea more than I am land
And as we fall from the sky, unto the mighty divide For a plague of the stars sings a choir of our scars On the second star to the right, head straight on until morning Until morning
Now it's taking shape As I follow my feet, they lead me to this place While the ships are flying, tell me am I still me? If my shadow is stitched to my heels Let it know that I just can't be free
Because we're owed to a place where wishes are like paper planes But can't be thrown away To levitate and fold in like a paper crane In a town where we won't age a day Imagination awaits
I am sea more than I am land Searching for a secret I'll never understand Yet still I build these statues with stone-like, calloused hands For the world of the wild eyed Atop the hills from where they stand I am sea more than I am land
As the night rolls in the white meets it To shed away the stars so the dawn can live These similar states of night and day Wait in the shadows to one day be the same
I am sea more than I am land Searching for a secret I'll never understand Yet still I build these statues with stone-like, calloused hands For the world of the wild eyed Atop the hills from where they stand I am sea more than I am landTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
