Ghost

Wake of a whisper, thirteen years unspoken past

Silhouettes at the table, in the candle, shadow cast

The muse and the mystery lost in me, though still remain

A specter of tragedy ever lingers like a stain

And regret is the rule of the day

All the things they've forgotten to say

So they chose not to start as they drifted apart

While the innocence melted away

And it's a long way down when the promise is already gone

All the dreams we founded have faded with time, and its time to move on

Here surrounded, too proud to give up but too tired to carry you home

What a way to be free

Shell of a memory from an artificial life

Matchsticks and ashes, only figures marking time

He just stares at the window, the scars of vacant eyes

Gripped by the haunting and the loss he kept inside

So she carries the weight of the world

And she buries the dreams of a girl

And she wonders if time will be aging like wine

Or the pain that created the pearl