galatea

all the songs, the ivory, floats around so peacefully, and fulfill the scenery, in my time, in the grass, the ogre is slayed, the fragile moment of the day, no need to stay, i know i've paid, in my time, close inside the electric tower, in the centre a white centaur, afraid of life, the sweet and sour, in my time, halfway to centurion, northwest of babylon, the map is complete, i'll pass it on, in my time, my peace of mind