Preface to a Dream Play

Preface to a dream play

Time and space do not exist here

And everything is possible

Throw a spear into the unknown

The clock hands begin to melt away

Replaced by the marching of your army

You were right

You were right

Those were the days

When your hair was wild and long

Those were the days

When we could do no harm

You gave it away and all you can say is

You gave it away and all you can say is

You were right

You were right

Ingmar

You were right

Hell is on Earth

Hell is on Earth

Hell is on Earth

Hell is on Earth