A Day for Ghosts

The livelong day, there's a voice in my cry
Growing like fire, bringing scorn to my smile.
Time lengthens the night and shortens the day,
The ghosts I host don't seem to go away.

I've got my reasons
To burn the world,
Reasons all my own,
A stitch by which I'm attached
to this world of bone.

I've got my reasons
To burn the world,
Reasons all my own,
A stitch by which I'm attached
to this world of bone.

A day for ghosts.
A day for ghosts.
A day for ghosts.
A day for ghosts.

Laws dissolve to reveal wonder,
As they open up to pull me under.
And I will put my terms to the test
To put the ghosts to rest.

I've got my reasons
To burn the world,
Reasons all my own,
A stitch by which I'm attached
to this world of bone.

I've got my reasons
To burn the world,
Reasons all my own,
A stitch by which I'm attached
to this world of bone.