* Palace Of Versailles *
The wands of smoke are rising
From the walls of the Bastille
And through the streets of Paris
Runs a sense of the unreal.
The Kings have all departed
There servants are nowhere
We burned out their mansions
In the name of Robespierre.
And still we wait to see the day begin
Our time is wasting in the wind
Wondering why, wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles.
Inside the midnight councils
The lamps are burning low
Oh you sit and talk all through the night
But there's just no place to go.
And Bonaparte is coming
With his army from the south
Marat your days are numbered
And we live hand to mouth.
While we wait to see the day begin
Our time is wasting in the wind
Wondering why, wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles.
The ghost of revolution
Still prowls the Paris streets
Down all the restless centuries
It wonders incomplete.
It speaks inside the cheap red wine
Of cafe summer nights
Its red and amber voices
Call the cars at traffic lights.
Why do you wait to see the day begin
Your time is wasting in the wind
Wondering why, wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles.
Wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles.