name? Where the wind careens madly through wide windows paneless Fragrances mingle in a room full of shade And peons pick partners and waltz 'cross the ceiling But the violins whisper, "have I been betrayed?". Tryin' not to look ashamed. Where the drunkards drink deeply from cups full of nothin' It's ghost-lover's laugh at the games that they play While moments do summersaults into eternity Cling to their coat-tails and beg them to stay Sayin', " I got nothin' to hide". Wher (azchords.com)