The Storytellers Tale

Once upon a time there was
someone who felt so bleak and gray.
This person asked: "What shall I do?
Go on with this, or fly away?
I could walk down to Tarpeijs Cliff
to nothingness, to dreamless night...
I see no point, I am powerless
in all but take this deadly flight".

There is a small, but benign God,
he want to help you find a way
to watch life like a piece of art,
to watch it like a plot, a play.
He is collecting histories,
he never judge or criticize
whether your act is strong or frail.
´Cause you are the Hero in disguise.
You are the Storytellers Tale.

Your fate, described by this small God,
are colored with regard for you.
His voice are beautiful and pure,
love and compassion shining through.
Hang on, and you will hear it all,
the cadences, the rhyme, the praise,
told in a spinning, timeless style.
You are the Hero in disguise.
You are the Storytellers Tale.

You could ask him to intervene,
create a word of faith, of trust.
The flame of confidence will burn,
will transform into love and lust.
Your life will take a different turn!
Through veils of tears, through mournful haze,
You are searching for the Holy Grail.
You are the Hero in disguise.
You are the Storytellers Tale.

The world is waiting. You must move
into your future, bright or bleak.
But looking through the small Gods eyes
you wish, you will yourself to speak.
Be not afraid, your voice will rise,
the words will come, you will not fail.
You are the small God in disguise.
You are both the ´Teller... and the Tale.