Sage Francis - Emperor’s New Clothing lyrics

I listen for secrets hidden in whispers
And in the winter time I
Catch them tickling my whiskers
Colliding with wind chimes
The type that send shivers up
And down tingling spines
Thinking time could stretch if
We'd spin a design inside our
Web that would catch drifts
The type that blow out birthday candles
Before we make our death wish
I'm waiting for a message in my
Calling I'm checking my voicemail
And I'm answering machines with
Man made dreams
Man made band-aids cover up the
Seams and the cover-up seems
To only work if the wound
Never opens up or bleeds
Beads of sweat form above the
Eyes of a heathen Emperor
Who won't get on his feet and
Step outside into the freezing temperature
He wants to adjust the global thermostat
But he's so remote you can't
Control the world like that
Come to find these eggs ain't even golden
I see depreciation in the family
Jewels the Queen is holding
That marriage was fixed it happened
When her feet were frozen
She still remains to be the only one
Who's seen the Emperor's new clothing