Put my arm around your ghost
Another World no longer shared
Like a martyr in a tragic book
One by one
We all die
Drifting up the stairs at night
Through and dark and lifeless room
Under an eclipsed Moon
The pain it takes us in
We are shadows with no voice to scream
We anguish for a thousand days
Waiting for an end that never comes
Every door is closed no where to run
In this underworld we are ghosts
We have no image
A Thousand Days
Standing underneath a neon sky
We can feel the chill of hours gone by
In the cold the night time begins to breath
Walking shadows we are lost again