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Chorus:
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
The ferryman wants his money you ain't going to give it back
He can push his own boat as you set up off the track
Nothing you can contemplate will ever be the same
Every second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame
Chorus x3
Ghost Of The Navigator
I have sailed to many lands, now I make my final journey
On the bow I stand, west is where I go
Through the night I plough, still my heart, calculate and pray
As the compass swings, my will is strong, I will not be led astray
Mysteries of time clouds that hide the sun
But I know, but I know, but I know
Chorus:
Take my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves
Nowhere left to run, navigator's son
Chasing rainbows all my days
There are time when i feel i'm afraid for the world
There are times i'm ashamed of us all
When you're floating on all the emotion you feel
And reflecting the good and the bad
Chorus:
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Show them no fear, show them no pain
Don't know why i feel this way, have i dreamt this time, this place?
Something vivid comes again into my mind
And i think i've seen your face, seen this room, been in this place
Something vivid comes again into my mind
Think i've heard your voice before, think i've said these words before
Something makes me feel i just might lose my mind
Am i still inside my dream? is this a new reality
Something makes me feel that i have lost my mind
Chorus:
I only dream in black and white, i only dream cause i'm alive
I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself
I only dream in black and white, i only dream cause i'm alive
I only dream in black and white, please save me from myself
The dream is true, the dream is true
The dream is true, the dream is true
Just a few small tears between someone happy and one sad
Just a thin line drawn between being a genius or insane
At what age begin to learn of which way out we will turn
There's a long and winding road and the trail is there to burn