Testo della canzone In The Beginning dei Moody Blues
Album: On The Threshold Of A Dream
First Man: I think, I think I am, I think.
Establishment: Of course you are my bright little star.
Pretty files of your forefather’s fruit
And now to suit our
You’re magnetic ink.
First Man: I’m more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be.
Inner Man: There you go, man, keep as cool as you can.
It riles them to believe
That you perceive
The web they weave
And keep on thinking free.