I remember when I was told of story of crushed velvet,  candle wax, and dried up flowers  The figure on the bed all dressed up in roses, calling  Beckoning to sleep,  Offering a dream     words were as mystical as purring animals  The circle of rage  The ghosts on the stage appeared  The time was so tangible, I'll never let it go  Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below  No one could see me    I fell into yesterday  Our dreams seemed not far away  I want to, I want to, I want to stay   I fell into fantasy    The words were as mystical as purring animals  The circle of rage  The ghosts on the stage appeared  The time was so tangible, I'll never let it go  Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below  No one could see me    I fell into yesterday.   Our dreams seemed not far away   I want to, I want to, I want to stay.   I fell into fantasy     The girl on the wall always waited for me,  And she was always smiling  The teenage death boys  The teenage death girls  And everyone was dancing  Nothing could touch us then  No one could change us then  Everyone was dancing  Nothing could hurt us then  No one could see us then  Everyone was dancing  Everyone was dancing    No one could see me    I fell into yesterday   Our dreams seemed not far away   I want to, I want to, I want to stay   I fell into fantasy    Our dreams seemed not far away   Our dreams seemed not far away   Our dreams seemed not far away     I fell into fantasy