Skeletons of our souls

I went walking
And dreams they are on my sleeves
I went far, far out to sea
And dreams they are sailing with me
Friends I haven’t met
Haven’t seen
But know I will

Cause I know for certain
That the world spins
On my fingertips
So young then
How could I ever trip?

It was with my dreams in my pocket
That I went to the city
There to get my due
But dues are met with past dues
So I went to the shiny towers
Where small men with bald heads cower
And big men with wide shoulders hover
To strike a deal

And if I’d known it then
The soul had been bargained for
That dreams are his to store
No dreaming man should be a pauper
Milked dry
No dreaming man should be poor
As I

Up in his castle
Found no longer useful
I am cast away
Dreamless, rotten, full of decay
I panned for dreams
And dreams they came my way
Friends I haven’t met
Haven’t seen
But know I will

It was then
On a midnight hour
I stormed the dragon’s lair
where freckled moonlight dancers
Glinted off coffers of his gathered wealth
And every bit of it I saw
a toll for dreamers
Gathered skeletons of their souls

I went walking
And dreams they are on my sleeves
I went far, far out to sea
And dreams they are sailing with me
Friends I haven’t met
Haven’t seen
But know I will

Cause I know for certain
That the world spins
On my fingertips
So young then
How could I ever slip?