It starts with a dream
And then for those left of you
A flash of pure inspiration appears
Out of the blue
And it touches the poet,
The painter, the clown
From time to time
The muse is usually a rhyme
When you're in your prime
It starts with a dream
An then the gods do the rest
You'll find all the inspiration
You pray
If you are blessed
And that crazy
Composed I was waited for years
We'll find this [?]
It takes a while for your spirits to soar
It starts with a dream
The spirit of Apollo
And the scalp to his hands
Leads to revelation
Of the female form
Divine winds are blowing
On the heavenly harp
Protecting the muses
From the storm
And then milion eyes gaze in the wonder
As it blinded by the dream
And the [?] Johnny from the mountain
To the extreme
All these myths are changed
From the [?] in Darlington
Posing for the [?] and doves
Water jug staring at the bits and [?]
Daddy will have a heart attack,
And the members of his bridge club,
And his golf club, and [?] club
Will be open arms
Well feel the F and D
It's nothing compared to
How the rotary treated me
I'll spoil myself rotten
I'll eat in restaurants
With white linen table cloths
Drinking wine instead of beer
thirty [?] per week [?]
That's nearly eighty [?] a year
I don't feel like a fish out of water
I thought i would but this feels so good
It's really no or deal to reveal
What most call conceal
It starts with a dream
An then the gods do the rest
You'll find all the inspiration
You pray
If you are blessed
And that crazy
Composed I was waited for years
We'll find this [?]
It takes a while for your spirits to soar
It starts with a dream
It starts with a dream
It starts with a dream