I have emptied out my closet

Cleaned up my house

I have given away the things I don't need

Tidied up my home

I have put little things into boxes

The ghosts in the corners are lonely

I am leaving behind my possessions for someone else

I have made a fire of things I don't want anyone to see

I have put little things into boxes

The walls fill the silence with echoes

I have put little things into boxes

I am going on a journey

Maybe some day I'll be returning

And the ghosts in the corners won't be lonely