Storytime – Nightwish

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Storytime
(Nightwish)

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 a snowflake on his palm
Unframed by 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 soaring 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 soaring 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
 
Innocence, innocence, dreams of every man, ah-ah
Every man innocent, every man, Peter Pan
Innocence, innocence, dreams of every man
Every man innocent, 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 soaring 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 soaring 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

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