A Broken Skeleton Key - Peter von Poehl

Our house in our castle

On the hills the horees glow

Nights in white elephant porcelain glory days

Take them slow

Despite all logic black magic and evil tricks

Maybe the reason is that inside of me

I’ve been carrying a broken skeleton key

Goose skin always ends in wonders

Transcendence just make you fly

Wisdom apple pies never feed you

Wave hello say goodbye

Despite all logic black magic and evil tricks

Maybe the reason is that inside of me

I’ve been carrying a' broken skeleton key

Home is where your heart is

Sheep-skin chimneys could be waiting

Lights dimmed chocolate sunset

Blurry eyes on our Venice-veranda

Despite all logic black magic and evil tricks

Maybe the reason is that inside of me

I’ve been carrying a broken skeleton key