With a solar knife I split the sky 
And walk right in between 
To search the answers to every "why?" 
Where I have seen the unseen 

I stole the colour of night 
To get out of your sight 
I am the Visionaire 
Follow me if you dare... 

I count the stars in my hands 
And dream myself strong 
To watch them twinkle on [bad word] 
As once a year in midwinter songs 

I stole the colour of night 
To get out of your sight 
I am the Visionaire 
Follow me if you dare...