Within a time of resignation?
Until the end of time
If I were God and ruled the world I'd spin a wheel of dreams
Was there a moment in the madness
A night of poetry in motion at sixty nine
The prophecy in destiny was falling, falling, falling
Of waking as in paradise and shadows in between
A night of poetry in motion at sixty nine
Within a time of resignation?
The prophecy in destiny was falling, falling, falling
A night of poetry in motion at sixty nine
Until the end of time
And will we find our destination
And calling out to me
And will we find our destination
Until the end of time
And calling out to me
And then a momentary sadness?