Storytime (Orchestral Version) Songtext / Lyric

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.



Imaginaerum,

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!



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.