The Storyman

I lived my life in the words of a Storyman,

Watched my dreams from the years gone by,

Heard my voice in the songs of a Storyman,

Always by my side, always by my side;

I saw him first in a castle by candlelight,

Turning round with a golden key,

I heard a train far away, and a whistle blow,

Like a baby's cry, 'twas like a baby's cry;

Ravens stood on the walls of Jerusalem,

Sailors danced at the borderline,

Light a fire on the road to the ferryman,

Emotions running high, in the summertime;

Take me back to the places I've never been,

Take me back to another time,

Take me back to a world I have never seen,

Only in my mind, only in my mind;

Late last night I met up with a lady-love,

Dressed in red, didn't say goodbye,

Carry me to the last time I showed her what

Tender hands can do, and I'll be missing you;

Take me back to the places I've never been,

Take me back to another time,

Take me back to a world I have never seen,

Only in my mind, only in my mind;

Follow the light that's shining on to where we will be going,

Up to Heaven, Paradise, or to the heart divine;

It's in the echoes of a child, waiting for the journey,

The spirit of one world;

Oh take me back to the places I've never been,

Take me back to another time,

Take me back to a world I have never seen,

Only in my mind, only in my mind;

I lived my life in the words of a Storyman...