Duct tape holds together this castle
Everything leaks when it rains
Shadows dance and electricity sings
Cobwebbed crystal and chandeliers
Ghosts whisper about better years
No laments in cracked cement
Just spaces for the tears
There's a hole in the attic
But no worries really
When the sky is blue and clear
__________________ Time is still the infinite jest.
All vacant, abandoned? Waiting to be called home again... I used to know a pathway there, but keep making the wrong turn at the forks in the road. Those castle walls are the only ones worth building up... Who knows what once was there, all that's left is repressed and haunted... Is anyone there to lay the stones and mortar? If you figure it out please let me know, I'll come tomorrow! I'll come today!
There's a castle in my dreams, I only go there if I'm lucky... So ;lkajer;kj gypsy's head.
