A House of Many Ghosts

Well the science

That's put us into power

It's just daydreams

And pale limitation

And we can gather the remains and clean the fancy knives

And throw away the bones and clean our fingers dry

1000 numbers in the forest tumble to the ground

And the branches and the embers linger all around

It's better not to be here when the fire starts

With liars all around you and your beaming hearts

Blood between your veins so they can chase you down

1000 numbers in the forest tumble to the ground

Will you cry

When nobody would answer

Now they're gone

And left nothing behind

When the lights begin to flicker and the candles die

When the fire place is empty and our bodies lie

In the bedroom

On the staircase

With the painted walls

We can dream of all the ghosts that leave the shadow walls

From the mattress we can listen for the haunted sounds

In the attic where the footsteps move all around

We can sleep until the sunrise wakes our tired eyes

And the lights will start to flicker while the candles die