Nancy and her "food obsessions" :>)

I believe I have already posted a lyric, which contained a line that sounded like "my ketchup's on the windowsill". At least to Nancy's ear. (The line was actually "my cat jumps on the windowsill"). She recently asked me about a line that she thought sounded like "settling into the hot plate". You can see for yourself what the lyric actually is below.

Lest you think I'm mocking her, be advised that I am the King of Lyrical Confusion, and spent years believing that Jimi Hendrix actually sang, "Excuse me while I kiss this guy".

MIRAGE

Can’t you just see her in velvet
tiara of four half-moons
Servants on call at her bedside
ruling a torch-lit room

But she would never believe it
The left brain always wins
And I thank God I can see it in my dreams

Can’t you just see her in soft robes
wandering through the sand
Lookin’ for wine from the water
swearin’ that someone can

But she would never believe it
The bad guys always win
And I thank God I can see it in my dreams

She would never believe it
The lawyers always win
And I thank God I can see it in my dreams

Can’t you just see her in bearskin
tending an early fire
Settling into the high plains
leading a full moon choir

But she would never believe it
The left brain always wins
And I thank God I can see it in my dreams.

(C)DaveDonovan2001