Lyrics




All the dreamers stand in the shadows
0r take their seat on the sidelines
Where the sun searches for
Secret passageways, alleys of the mind
All inventions start as a notion
A quiet hint of a shadow
Seeking out radiance
In corners where the daylight doesn't go
In cracks and crevices
Dwells a metamorphosis
In cracks and crevices
Dwells a metamorphosis
So an idea becomes a living thing
For everyone to revel in



Writer(s): Anna Jane Gowan



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