Fitzcarraldo - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Here, back, down a long and straight track

I have chose the long road

That leads me out to god knows

So I can't stop right now

Even the good stars can fall from grace and falter

Lose their faith and slide

But I can't get an ocean that's deep enough for my day

It's the first of the ascension

It's a sad way we've flown after the storm

And her last words were "I was only thinking of you"

In my golden days I was a slave

Well now it's time for to sound your voice

And capture what you're after

My ship was sold right up the river

But I'm not going down here

This journey isn't over

It's a long way to the house of Fitzcarraldo

And her last words were "I'm always thinking of you"

In my golden 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"

It's the only way that we can go

I shall eclipse you

It's a long way to Fitzcarraldo

I don't want to pray for you

In the name of something true