I see the tell-tale shadow of a windmill, its standing watch at the top of the hill
I see the visions of idealistic madmen who once dreamed against an iron will
I’m just a steward of imaginative reveries, I’m just a spirit of an age long past
I’m just a captain who is sailing on a sea of distant ways that time will far outlast

Go away (You’re too late)
You’re too late (Can’t you wait?)
Nothing will change (Except the dates)
When I can remain free

I am a once-loved book that rests now in the fire, I am an artifact that’s covered in dust
I’m the deluded knight, I am the loyal squire, I’m the swords and armour left to rust
Imagination is a gift that’s left to children, imagination is a burden for the mad
Imagination is a hope now for the hopeless when adulthood takes all that we had

Go away (You’re too late)
You’re too late (Can’t you wait?)
Why would I change? (To be the same)
I will remain me


Lyrics submitted by Fayiirah

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