Figure by Lace Curtains
Words & music by Chapman James
She'll never be again
That figure by lace curtains
Vaughn Williams in the air
And a wisp of L'aire du Temps
You lose her in your sleep
And chase her through the graveyards
You made her grow away
And you still don't know she's gone
She haunts your every love
She empties every kiss
I see you through the mist
In all your youthful glory
Heading straight into the fire
And learning nothing real
Those were dimmer days
That told another story
Of superficial falls
And burned out spinning wheels
She haunts your every love
She empties every kiss
There is no excuse for age
And no apparent season
To put your arms on hold
At the thought of one embrace
This Bard is not a Sage
He only stands to reason
How the mating of a soul
Will ever be replaced
Resolving your own past
Resting on dried laurels
A most alluring sleep
A promising mistake
Your one and only hope
Is to think on your beloved
And see her figure float
By curtains made of lace
She'll show you every love
And fill your every kiss
copyright 2008 Polhemusic
Lyrics Submitted by Chapman James