Ghosts

Sometimes, in the night i feel it

Near as my next breath

And yet, untouchable

Silently the past comes stealing

Like the taste of some forbidden sweet



Along the walls; in shadowed rafters

Moving like a thought through haunted atmospheres

Muted cries and echoed laughter

Banished dreams that never sank in sleep



Lost in love and found in reason

Questions that the mind can find no answers for

Ghostly eyes conspire treason

As they gather just outside the door ...



Every ghost that calls upon us

Brings another measure in the mystery

Death is there

To keep us honest

And constantly remind us we are free



Down the ancient corridors

And through the gates of time

Run the ghosts of days

That we left behind



Down the ancient corridors

And through the gates of time

Run the ghosts of dreams

That we left behind



Sometimes, in the night i feel it

Near as my next breath and yet, untouchable

Silently the past comes stealing

Like the taste of some forbidden sweet



Every ghost that calls upon us

Brings another measure in the mystery

Death is there

To keep us honest

And constantly remind us we are free



Down the ancient corridors

And through the gates of time

Run the ghosts of days

That we left behind


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