1. THE DAYS OF THE PHOENIX

I remember when I was told of story of crushed velvet,
candle wax, and dried up flowers
The figure on the bed all dressed up in roses, calling
Beckoning to sleep,
Offering a dream

words were as mystical as purring animals
The circle of rage
The ghosts on the stage appeared
The time was so tangible, I'll never let it go
Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below
No one could see me

I fell into yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy

The words were as mystical as purring animals
The circle of rage
The ghosts on the stage appeared
The time was so tangible, I'll never let it go
Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below
No one could see me

I fell into yesterday.
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay.
I fell into fantasy

The girl on the wall always waited for me,
And she was always smiling
The teenage death boys
The teenage death girls
And everyone was dancing
Nothing could touch us then
No one could change us then
Everyone was dancing
Nothing could hurt us then
No one could see us then
Everyone was dancing
Everyone was dancing

No one could see me

I fell into yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy

Our dreams seemed not far away
Our dreams seemed not far away
Our dreams seemed not far away

I fell into fantasy


2. A WINTER'S TALE

A chilling silence.
A world of violets.
My breath materialized again.
Immaculate.
Inanimate.
A comfort cutting time I see... a string of white lights.
Forever walking through December.
Forever longing for a sign of life, a bringer of light.
Forever wandering together through a world of violets.
Ice everlasting.
A full moon casting a purple veil enshrouding all.
I perambulate, somnambulant.
A solace piercing time I see... a string of white lights.
If only one for night, if only for one night, if only for one night remember.
If only for one night, if only for one night, if only for one night together.


3. WESTER

I can feel you waiting for me as the sun retreats to the hills and I,
Below the blanket of a burning sky, wrap myself within.
Embraced by dead leaves as the rain leaves trails of black down my face,
And I creep through the twilight to that
hidden place beyond the lonely.
I'll meet you tonight in the whispers when no one's around.
Nothing can stop us now.
Tonight in the whispers where we won't be found.
Nothing can stop us now.
I can feel you dreaming of me and the time when our steps are retraced
and I creep through the twilight to that hidden place,
beyond the lonely, I'll meet you.
Beneath a dream, lost in a dream tonight.
Smile.