Pick up your plectrum and play for me,
I can't I've got 3 strings unstrung...

Through the eyes of a child the world is beautiful...
The eyes of a child will always see light...

Thunder is my shadow
His darkness is my cloak...

It starts as a low rumble off in the distance!
The sound of heavens horses approaching...

You have arrived in my world
And you are as quick as lightening...

How blissfully unaware of what moves bellow my...
Dark undercurrents churn and flow, devious and...

There is no time like the present,
And no present compares to time...

This is not a great inferno,
It's the thing that starts the burn...

A click of flint a spark so bright
A candle burns within the night...

The only sounds that I can hear
Are the singing of the birds...

I wish I was a better artist.
I wish I could make all those colours flow...

Tonight I shall dream
I have no idea of that visions will ensue...