@migu music@

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'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 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...

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