Fitzcarraldo

Here, back, down a long and straight trackI have chose the long road -That leads me to god knowsSo I can't stop right nowEven the good stars can fall from grace and falterLose their faith and slideBut I can't get an ocean that's deep enough for my dayIt's the first of the ascensionIt's a sad way we've flown before the stormAnd her last words were 'I'm always thinking of youIn my olden days I was a slaveWell now it's time for to sound your voiceAnd capture what your afterMy ship was sold right up the riverBut I'm not going down hereThis journey isn't over It's a long way to the house of FitzcarraldoAnd her last words were 'I'm always thinking of youIn my olden days I was a saintEven the good stars can fall from grace and falterLike lapdogs that stride that mysteryAnd her last words were 'I'll see you down in historyIt's the only way that we can go I shall eclipse youIt's a long way to FitzcarraldoAnd I don't want to pray for youIn the name of something true