Once there was a boy back in time of the heathens Day after he just kept dreaming things that would make him weaker His father could not make him see, that is more than dreams But he wouldn't listen to the words of his father, 'cause he's a dreamer
Along quest for solitude A wise man came and told him to follow the stars
He ran to the forest with whirlwinds by his side He's lost in world of lies Take him back where rivers flow upwards He is the one who lives under a moonless looking for time Take him back where stars are bright
Far in the lands of icetop mountains far the other side pictures are appearing so serenely into my mind Far in the lands of meadows of fire deep in forgotten life memories are drifting so silently from light
Along his path of misery A man came and told him to follow... the stars Little Dreamer...