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 a 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 story teller's game
Lips that intoxicate
The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales