Vaulted Ceilings, September 2007

I was feeling particularly inspired by scenery from a story I was writing.

Dawn broke, light splashed through the windows and soaked all the papers that littered the floor
No one spoke, the hall is deserted: no one goes here anymore
Vaulted ceilings open on emptiness framed by the windows and flooded with light
No footsteps approach here, encroach on the silence
And in the great hall your soul can take flight

Welcome to the hall of abandoned dreams

Stained glass at the end of the apse, so protruding out into the sky
This is your sanctuary, here in the mountains, this is the place where no one lies
No one judges, no one scorns, no one mocks and no one mourns
There's no one here

Welcome to the hall of abandoned dreams

Grow wings if it's in you
There's no reason not to fly

The souls of the forgotten are watching from the corners of corridors down the nave
Unused to visitors except for the brave
For who can face the dreams of yesterday
Without erasing the dreams of yesterday

Welcome to the hall of abandoned dreams

Grow wings if it's in you
There's no reason not to fly

Dawn broke, light splashed through the windows and soaked all the papers that littered the floor
No one spoke, the hall is deserted: no one goes here anymore
Vaulted ceilings open on emptiness framed by the windows and flooded with light
No footsteps approach here, encroach on the silence
And in the great hall your soul can take flight

Grow wings if it's in you
There's no reason not to fly