Behind The Walls Of Imagination - Eloy

a garden wild, yet warm and delightful

a paradise of comforting peace

sound and clear, a gentle touching atmosphere

an open air, serene and refreshing

and nature pure, as it was created

sound and clear, a gentle touching atmosphere

sedative ringing sounds surprise the sole intruding man

he, who’s used to the sound of lies

and often changing stands

the sacrifice of brother’s hand, deceit with dubious plans

a world that has gone to extremes and has failed

people surround me, peacefully, I can tell

I see in wonder, how our links and bonds fit well

their voices sing colourful and true

an honesty I have never used

ambiguity never does appear

and barriers of speech are not feared

a power strikes me, so positive and real

it hits like lightning, this influence I feel

harmonious singing

celestial bells I hear

from all those people I have nothing to fear