Fitzcarraldo

Here back down a long and straight track I have chose the long road That leads me out to god knows So I cant stop right now Even the good stars can fall from grace and falter Lose their faith and slide But I cant get an ocean thats deep enough for my day Its the first of the ascension Its a sad way weve flown before the storm And her last words were Im always thinking of you In my olden days I was a slave Well now its time for to sound your voice And capture what your after My ship was sold right up the river But Im not going down here This journey isnt over Its a long way to the house of Fitzcarraldo And her last words were Im always thinking of you In my olden days I was a saint Even the good stars can fall from grace and falter Like lapdogs that stride that mystery And her last words were I'll see you down in history Its the only way that we can go I shall eclipse you Its a long way to Fitzcarraldo And I dont want to pray for you In the name of something true