The Castle

O'er by the wall, restless kitchen plate
Feather track overhead next to the paperweight ...
Heavy silver cup stands cold and dry
Waiting for the chance in your mind's eye
Mellow chiming clock on the pantry wall
Counts the minutes fast until it's time to call ...
These are all 'round me I trip to
The past where these things belong ...
Dusty tapestry, owl there can see,
Is a tunes' worth calling ever's not for to be
(Guitar solo)
There would Java man between closed door,
Dagger in his back, dark stain on the floor ...
(Guitar solo)
Could this be the ghost up from the past,
Keeper of the time, time that couldn't last?
This could be my day, objects here to stay,
Voices near to tears echo 'round the way ...
These are all 'round me,
I trip to the past where these things belong ...
(Chord)