The Porcelain Prophet

[Intro]
[Verse]
Dusty shelf, corner light
Paws of clay, painted white
One ear chipped, just a bit
Waiting for a place to sit
Midcentury cool and sly
Catching my distracted eye
Looking through the glass and grime
Wishing for a better time
[Verse]
Tail is curled, whiskers thin
Wearing such a crooked grin
Who'd you watch? Who'd you know?
Fifty-seven years ago?
You’ve seen it all, high and low
Watching all the seasons go
Sitting on a lacey doily
In a room that’s warm and oily
[Bridge]
You don't say a single word
But your silence must be heard
Judging my decaf and my toast
Like a tiny porcelain ghost
(Scat) Shoo-be-doo-ba-dot-n-day
(Scat) Whiskers point the other way
(Scat) Dib-be-dee-ba-shoo-be-do
(Scat) Now I’m coming home with you
[Verse]
Three PM, golden sun
Now the searching part is done
Four dollars for a plastic bag
And a neon orange price tag
You're coming home, little friend
Where the lonely stories end
Placed beside the silver flute
Looking absolutely cute
[Solo]
[Bridge]
Was there a parlor? Was there tea?
Did you love some girl like me?
Did you watch the records spin?
Keeping all the secrets in?
A little dust, a little grime
Frozen in a better time
On the mantle, by the clock
Giving me a silent shock
[Verse]
With that gaze, cool and green
Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen
The wisdom of a thrifted soul
Making my apartment whole
Yeah, you've got a lot of grit
Every single little bit
For a cat made out of clay
Starting from this very day
[Post-Chorus]
Starting from this very day
You are here to stay
In your own ceramic way
Love is here to stay
[Outro]