I believe
The life you live you leave
Can`t conceive
An extra mortal sleeve
>From near times far
We come and here we are, we stay
To play a while upon this earthly stage and leave
To half-remembered tales
And half-forgotten lies
To sing a while
A song in praising style
And then forget the words
I believe in midnight madness
And ships that pass in the night
And I believe in love
Like a child in Santa Claus
The king who wore no clothes
Wasn`t the only one exposed
The queue forms beside me
As I sing my credo to a lost cause
I believe in constant pauses
Like a Roman holiday
And I often stop for air
As I climb the Spanish stairs
And the king whose touch was gold
Was surprised as he grew old
The queue forms up behind him
As he sang his credo to a lost cause
I believe, and you believe, and we believe we`re free
And the air don`t cost a thing
To a bird with a broken wing
The wisest king of all
Left his wisdom on the wall
The queue forms beside me
As I sing my credo to a lost cause
I believe, and you believe, and we believe we`re free
And the air don`t cost a thing
But then, that`s only to a bird with a broken wing
Yet the wisest king of all
Had to leave his wisdom on the wall
The queue forms up beside me
As I sing my credo to a lost cause
I believe
The life you live you leave
Can`t conceive
The extra mortal weave
>From near the stars
You are seen from here, they`re yours
To gaze awhile
Down to the universe and smile
As we down here
We chase the wind and jump the moon
And play a while
The game in echoed style
And disregard the rules
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