Its like this
Its all in here
Just one kiss
Will make that clear
So let the flower open
Let the ship sail
Dont need no meaningless token
To hear the nightingale
For everything thats been
For all thats yet to come
Brow full of moonbeams
Singing loves old song
Beauty threads its needle
In every eye a light will shine
From the graveyard to the cradle
All the bells of wonder chime
No further complication
Here for the queen or for the pawn
Night of such revelation
The jew is trembling on the thorn
For everything thats been
For all thats yet to come
Brow full of moonbeams
Singing loves old song
Loves old song
Playing in our hearts
Binding it together
Pulling it apart
Loves old song
Playing pure and bold
Time has come to read
Whats written in your soul
Yeah yeah yeah
Out in the fields of bloody slumber
Shadows fleeing from the sun
Without aim and without number
These children of oblivion
For everything thats been
For everythings that come
A brow full of moonbeams
Singing loves old song
Loves old song
Playing in our hearts
Binding it together
Pulling it apart
Loves old song
Playing pure and bold
Time has come to read
Whats written there in your soul
Yah yah yeah
Whoa oh oh
For everything thats been
For everythings that come
Brow full of moonbeams
Singing loves old song