There are other ghosts and voices
Melodies and noises
Beneath the dust
Beneath our time
There are other lies and secrets
Foreign knives and tickets
Behind these walls
And ties that bind
The turn of the days
As the circus became your only life
Oh, the turn of the days and
The whispered delays and all you denied
And all I wanted
Is all I need
To survive
There are other ghosts and people
Jerichos and steeples
Will you and I belong?
There are other lies and takers
Borders and forsakers
Will you and I belong?
Oh, with the light of these days, oh
We fall and we break and
We do not understand
You're as pure as the tears that
You gave to the dreams that
You could not understand
And all I wanted
Is all I need to survive
Survive
There are other ghosts and voices
Melodies and noises
Beneath the dust
Beneath our time