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