Knight of the Pen
I'm waking up after a dream
Heard whistles there, what does it mean?
No sweat, no blood, no fear, no pain
Were that angels calling out my name?
Shall I start to write my major one?
Do I have the muse, has it begun?
Inspirations for a drama piece?
Will it take me long till thy release?
It's not easy to be a writer those days
As a knight of the pen you gotta find your own ways
There is always the fear when it make it on stage
That people have to like it to get on your wage
Shall it be romantic like in Johnny's stuff?
The way like Faust did a walk around with his love?
Shall it also contain those family fights?
Like Shakespeare did with two adversary sides?
Shall it take it long till the story's told
With antique philosophies from the old?
Shall it have a simple or salutary end
That all can see what I really meant?
A happy, strange, tragic or open one?
With enlightenment where the hero's gone?
Well, let's start remembering on that dream
Let's write it all down, the whole things I have seen
Will I ever have a common life
With house and garden, kids and wife?
A masterpiece would solve it all
I would have peace until I fall
Well, this time I make my important breakthrough
And also my biggest dream comes true
The halls will be full, of course they will be
Cause I'm writing my best work all will ever see
Heard whistles there, what does it mean?
No sweat, no blood, no fear, no pain
Were that angels calling out my name?
Shall I start to write my major one?
Do I have the muse, has it begun?
Inspirations for a drama piece?
Will it take me long till thy release?
It's not easy to be a writer those days
As a knight of the pen you gotta find your own ways
There is always the fear when it make it on stage
That people have to like it to get on your wage
Shall it be romantic like in Johnny's stuff?
The way like Faust did a walk around with his love?
Shall it also contain those family fights?
Like Shakespeare did with two adversary sides?
Shall it take it long till the story's told
With antique philosophies from the old?
Shall it have a simple or salutary end
That all can see what I really meant?
A happy, strange, tragic or open one?
With enlightenment where the hero's gone?
Well, let's start remembering on that dream
Let's write it all down, the whole things I have seen
Will I ever have a common life
With house and garden, kids and wife?
A masterpiece would solve it all
I would have peace until I fall
Well, this time I make my important breakthrough
And also my biggest dream comes true
The halls will be full, of course they will be
Cause I'm writing my best work all will ever see
Credits
Writer(s): Claudius Vlasak, Jan Placho
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