Текст песни foreverland - Pat Boey

How small are we
Water and dust in a Black Sea
Infinite realities that we try to get to
But we forget
How good it feels to have the sun shine
To look up, and see blue sky
And to run straight through a downpour
With a lover by your side

We are the architects of the soul
In a discotheque
And we call our closest friends
Down the beaten trail
Main characters on the page
Inheritors of the age
We're writers, sculptors of our fairy tale
And to Foreverland we'll sail

And so we dance
In a field of grass through the looking glass
In memories of moments that we'll never know
Lands we'll never go
The universe in our backyard
Is brighter than it seems
And stardust lines the pockets of our
Hand-me-down jeans

We are the architects of the soul
In a discotheque, and we call
Our closest friends
Down the beaten trail
Main characters on the page
Inheritors of the age
We're writers, sculptors of our fairy tale
And to Foreverland we'll sail

Forever on the trail
So we'll never have to know
The pain of growing old
And all we'll know is
Happy songs
And happy love
And happy walking, talking trees
In a happy, golden fantasy