Time is Imaginary (Live)

I had this dream and there was a king and he was looking at the sky
 and the sky turned around and looked at him and said, "King, you don't
 know what it's like to rule, you only know about time, and time is
 going to kill you. And you know what king, time is imaginary."
 White cello in an archway
 Frosted glass across the courtyard
 Lead light and beams
 The dignity and insistence of age
 Swallowing me up as I approach thirty
 Coloured ideas that once were monochrome
 Manifest themselves in this great mansion
 The woodwork of centuries
 I cannot greet new buildings
 I lust after the ancient
 You trip me up and graze my knee
 And I'll shrug the responsibility of healing
 There's all this blood on the inside of my trousers
 There's an 'L' shaped tear in well cut cloth
 I'm only learning
 Less and less I worry
 More and more I dream
 And I'll feed myself sweet nectared knowledge
 And I'll suffer its consequences
 Time is imaginary