1. STORYTIME (DEMO)

'Twas 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

Never land
Innocence
Dreams of every man
Never land
Innocence
Every man
Peter Pan


2. THE CROW, THE OWL AND THE DOVE (DEMO)

A crow flew to me
Kept its distance
Such a proud creation
I saw its soul, envied its pride
But needed nothing it had

An owl came to me
Old and wise
Pierced right through my youth
I learned its ways, envied its sense
But needed nothing it had

Don't give me love
Don't give me faith
Wisdom nor pride
Give innocence instead

Don't give me love
I've had my share
Beauty nor rest
Give me truth instead

A dove came to me
Had no fear
It rested on my arm
I touched its calm, envied its love
But needed nothing it had

A swan of white she came to me
The lake mirrored her beauty sweet
I kissed her neck, adored her grace
But needed nothing she could give


3. I WANT MY TEARS BACK (DEMO)

I want my tears back

The treetops, the chimneys, the snowbed stories, winter grey
Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in the wheat

A railroad across waters, the scent of grandfatherly love
Blue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly's wings

Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where's dear Alice knocking on the door
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there
Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare

Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for
Before the years take me
I wish to see
The lost in me

I want my tears back
I want my tears back now

A ballet on a grove, still growing young all alone
A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa


4. SLOW, LOVE, SLOW (DEMO)

Come and share this painting with me
Unveiling of me, the magician that never failed

This deep sigh coiled around my chest
Intoxicated by a major chord
I wonder
Do I love you or the thought of you?

Slow, love, slow
Only the weak are not lonely

Southern blue, morning dew
Let-down-your-guards, I-love-you’s
Ice-cream castles, lips-to-ear rhymes
A slumber deeper than time

Slow, love, slow
Only the weak are not lonely
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