…Denying the lying A million children fighting For lives in strife For hope beyond the horizon A dead world A dark path Not even crossroads to choose from All the bloodred Carpets before me Behold this fair creation of…

…, 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…

…Early wake-ups in a moving home Scent of fresh-mown grass in the morning sun Open theme park gates waiting for Riding the day, every day into sunset Finding the way back home Once upon a night we'll wake to the carnival of…

…An old man by a seashore at the end of day Gazes the horizon with seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted and a ship without a name Sea without a shore for the banished one…

…In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside my mind Sing once again with me Our strange duet…

…Once again feel the rain Falling inside me Cleaning all that I've become My home is far but the rest it lies so close With my long lost love under the black rose You told I had the eyes of a wolf Search them and find…

…is that wonder of the Christmas day Another cake for vacation's sake I aim to eat and sleep as much I can Put on some weight, I'm like 258 But it's all just part of me so I don't give a damn, yeah. And I don't know why…

…Where moon sheds the cold twilight This moment is eternity Land of beauty Cold and cruel Fjeld chants echoing Reflecting the melancholy Trust the wind Trust the fire Call for the hermit The hermit of the night Land of raven Land of bear Land of eagle And wolverine Dismal are the mirrors of a wolf…