Towards the Acme şarkı sözleri

Diary I kept on days of Fiery love was a kind of Donory thing after my Recovery Really my illness cause was Loneliness. Since I met my Fairy I didn't have to Query Happily I wrote about my Wintry past left behind and Fondly assurance... to live's Bitterly No need I felt to feed a Greed for sadness. And Indeed it helped to sow the Lucky seed [Chorus:] Excelsior! I fly higher! I love her! I do adore her more and more! Excelsior! I fly higher! Yes, I am her's! I really love her more and more! Early it was made start on Folly which lied in it. And Blindly I went ahead, lived Humbly And deed to change the course Was a feat. The right way's chosen Me to lead and melancholy To forbid Really my illness cause was Loneliness. Harry to be Free of chains, become a Sea