Haunted

Between the whispers

A lonely candle flickers and it slowly fades

Into its grave

And as if knowing

Enchantment slowly runs her fingers down my spine

A jagged line

Who waits for me

Now who waits for me

Who waits so long so long so long

And shall I wait for dawn won't come

Or shall I sink into myself

All is disquiet

A dark assassin spirit draws back from the room

Time folds in two

I've vexed him surely

I'm ravaged by my need for light

It's all I feel all I see

I live and breathe and cry and die

For love

And shall I cast composure down

And shall I wait forevermore

I hear so sorrowful a sound

Maybe in time I'll fly away

And trade these wings in for a life

A life where I am stronger and

A place where there's no sleepless nights

Or moonlit arches cover me

These paintings and these statues stare

Chastised and imprisoned here alone

Under your stairs

So was it all worth it?

To sing out my song and to scream

I had the fire

The passion and will

My dedication mistaken for disloyalty

I'm lost in the heavens

Statue in time

Like ghosts in a prison

And come undone

And all those living out their lives in company of riders

Silent and deliberate as they're counting out their coin

I just can't relinquish my opinion that I'm so much different

Insolent their sins have drug them down into the deep

The deep

The deep

The race not to the swift

The prize she just never fell right to the brave

A long long time ago

And somewhere lost in all the rage

I was just a brush stroke away

And the wind has caught the sails

No one who's ever knelt here before

Has stopped to count up the cost

They're gone gone lost in time

Can love be so indulgent that it blinds you to your faith?

And in the end the weight is all but lifted off

The stars continue on their course

And you fall away

Fall away

And it all comes around

Another good man goes down

He floods away

Sorrow cannot bind me like the common thief

I'll come out and I'll shine

Just like a caustic ray of light

All of the raised here the choirs alive

It's just a matter of words spoke

Out over the river of time

Gone off to war or gone off to hate

You see me brandish the torch and

The sword of your fate is real

I walk alone through the spiritless void

All account of my love, oh

My sweet flowing love lost in vain

On and on

And on and on