ghost palaces

i wake each morning the world in light anew I am a man of many treasures my loves gathered around word pebbles at their feet gathered through the years… In my mind and in this world I travel through it visiting palaces built in my dreams ghosts of my past walking through the halls ringing the bells at midnight they tip toe all around making almost no sound… [chorus] Fragile Figurines On your Christmas Tree… Watching’ Godzilla And Bruce Lee… Cold Outside Inside a warm bath with you… Now you’re just Silent Tip Toes.. In a Palace Made of dreams Winter nipping a nose or two Heavy coats And warm spiced tea Books by the fire underneath the great desire people say And people do bruce lee’s silence tensing godzilla’s mighty roar you looked at me I looked at you a door locked frozen in time nailed shut love your crime.. [chorus] Fragile Figurines On your Christmas Tree… Watching’ Godzilla And Bruce Lee… Cold Outside Inside a warm bath with you… Now you’re just Silent Tip Toes.. In a Palace Made of dreams Frollicking in palaces built of wood and trees and fragile frog figurines wallpaper everywhere… nature scenes… repeated pattern angering my brain a full mural needed Incompleteness evident in its repetition two people now melted together as the water flows hot steam fogging the mirror Imperfections exposed on its surface messages written long ago now revealed… [chorus] Fragile Figurines On your Christmas Tree… Watching’ Godzilla And Bruce Lee… Cold Outside Inside a warm bath with you… Now you’re just Silent Tip Toes.. In a Palace Made of dreams Before you… my dreams were as vivid as the waking world Now my dreams are foggy And lost at waking… As if my mind Is hiding the dream world from me a dream world where I once wondered free I Flew I Built I Calculated I Travelled in Space and Time… Once a squirrel said hello to me… Now he is silent And spends his days burying nuts by the old pine tree… [chorus] Fragile Figurines On your Christmas Tree… Watching’ Godzilla And Bruce Lee… Cold Outside Inside a warm bath with you… Now you’re just Silent Tip Toes.. In a Palace Made of dreams