Storytime (Live, at Wacken, 2013)

[Intro]
I think it's time for a little story
It's definitely "Storytime"

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Neverland, innocence, dreams of every man
A-ah-a!
Neverland, innocence, every man, Peter Pan
Neverland, innocence, dreams of every man
A-ah-a!
Neverland, innocence, every man, Peter Pan

[Chorus]
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