The Girl That Love Made Blind

"I thought your eyes, blue... Oh no, they're green" she said to me.
We danced in time or didn't you know?
This dance was
Time.

At the party of astrologers, the Christmas tide was due.
On the way to Aldebaran: the dance, the dream, and you.

Actuals and counterclaims dancing all the time
Dancing in the corridor and the dance was Time...

"I thought your eyes, blue... Oh no, they're green," she said to me.
We danced in time... or didn't you know?
This dance was... Time.

At the height of Christmas tide
She found a ghost inside
Give it up or let it ride
She must decide.

Actuals and counterclaims; drugged, reborn, resigned.
The castle stands, the girl remains, and if she'll spin, it's packed with eyes
out there in the corridor, caught there in the mirror maze,
from her last and loving glance a waltz, a dance, whose time,
not here,
but gone
was
Time.

So put me to the question, but there's no return from this castle of mine
for the powers that be, the girl and her dreams, the girl that love made blind.

And that's the last dream we had upon that night...
The party of astrologers—the Christmas of my life.

Christmas, Christmas, the Christmas of my life...