adamantine

as the lights went slowly

the line of vision broke

in the face of reason it flies

right when i awoke

you spoke beneath a whisper

and angry clouds arose

you began to brood at night

and damned how fate chose

we still endeavor for the precious stone

for accolade until we are alone

a cornucopia of flattery

we only see what we want to see

can't break my will

can't bar my way

i am ready for fray

time

and reverie

still it is life's melody

you can tilt at windmills

you get a fire alight

pass with flying colours

you are taking it with pride

beyond the dreams of avarice

you master your own way

never bend before the wind

no way to lead you astray

and we still wanna go the extra mile

on cobbled streets of artificial smile

a cornucopia of memory

fills our hopeless vacancy

can't break my will

can't bar my way

i am ready for fray

time

and reverie

still it is life's melody

our workers of fate

are like the dreams we create on and on

cause life is a wide open space

and then some

so much to embrace

a cornucopia of mystery

one more page in our diary

can't break my will

can't bar my way

i am ready for fray

time

and reverie

still it is life's melody

my will

my way

i am ready for fray

time

and reverie

still it is life's melody