Phantom Palace

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My phantom palace
You won’t imagine
It till you get there
Until you try
My phantom palace
You can’t imagine
It till you get there
And see it with your own eyes
The type of gold money can’t buy

You don’t need to see it
To know that it’s important
Don’t say it’s unimportant to me
Name your explanations
What you will but in end
The results, results are always magic

You must go knocking
Where there is nothing
That which of beauty
Is camouflaged
You must go knocking
Carry a hammer
Until the unseen
Looks like a nail, and you
See it with your own eyes
The type of life money can’t buy

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from Warming House Confessionals - EP, released March 31, 2014

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Berg - 21 Singer-Songwriter/Producer/Poet
Chicago|Sweden

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