Inside the blue and velvet diamond skyline,
there are buried ruins of grandmother's dreams,
and every creature of heaven and hell,  
a darker world, secrets and whispers,
the rhythm and rise the of King's loving song.

The king's song, the king's song,
how sweet the taste, how sweet the taste,
bloodstream, over blood stream,
muscle becomes bones, humanity becomes so free.

But time after time, rings of planets are stolen,
and the oceans of stars become fallen like asteroids,
all islands of gold become dust and people fall like lust,
all things, all wisdom seems lost, but like moonlight,
the king's dreams still set us free despite our sorrow and fright.

So come and sing, for if we sing his song,
time after time, in our hearts we grow like the
giant Brazilian trees, and the river of hope prospers strong.
For within us is overwhelmed like Jordan river, spraying joy and peace from heaven's virtuous ghost heavens breathing over living water.

So let's dance under these possibilities,
and all the stars, raise your song and wine,
your heart into my hands, for I know his love shall carry us
for upon our red rooftop, we can rest easier tonight.

For you can see the oceans in the sky
that covers the Brazilian seashore.
Resting and healing the soul of the green earth.
  And so I will hold you.

For like your wedding ring,
let me speak within the quiet broken night,
you can feel the oceans of memories

here

hold my hand, then let my voice unlock creation,
Echoing and speaking the languages
of your dreams and desires, for how I do love you.  

Now see the moonlight's rule over the stars,
speaking pictures of grace into the quiet night.

In such a way the power of the moonlight stands like a king,
in the same way, I will open and unlock the waves of our dreams.