It was the night before When all through the world No words, no dreams, then one day A writer by a fire Imagined all Gaia Took a journey into a child-man heart A painter on the shore Imagine 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 silent kite against a 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 story teller'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 a 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
Never land Innocence Dreams are everywhere Never land 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 a blue blue sky Every chimney every moonlit sight I am the story that will read you real Every memory that you hold dear