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