One of my nights was,
I saw the light.
I saw the city of days gone by.
Before they prayed, it just showed up.
It was a chapterly hot Friday and I was, now,
lost in a ghost town.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Standing in the doorway of an ancient room,
and I was waiting for something to move.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And I had, ghost town.
Wished that something I thought and would stand,
ghost town.
And the ghost town is living in me.
Ghost town.
Realization of me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
My hand was aching.
It wasn't real.
It's been the sickness for them doctors to heal.
And now the morning,
and now the dawn,
are all in the ghost town.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I closed the door now and walked away.
This is the place for no one to stay.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Unforgiving.
Memories
Goes down,
is a blaze in my head.
We shall solve it, I thought,
when it's dead.
Memories goes down, goes down.
Goes down, goes down.
Goes down,
goes down.
Goes down, goes down.
It's a blaze in my head.
Memories goes down, goes down.