Around the world in eighty days we sailed the Seven seas A thousand nights and one, and forty more In fantasy The prophecy in destiny was falling Calling Falling And calling out to me And will we find our destination Within a time of resignation A night of poetry and motion At 69, until the end of time If I were God and ruled the world I'd spin a wheel of dreams Of waking in paradise And shadows in between The prophecy in destiny was falling Calling Falling And calling out to me And will we find our destination Within a time of resignation A night of poetry and motion At 69, until the end of time Was there in a moment in madness And then a momentary sadness A night of poetry and motion All at 69, until the end of time
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