Nigh to Silence

Floating song I caught it in a dream and passed it on Frail and fragile Is the ghost that I will carry and time will swallow No eyes set upon the looming moon The dead earth is her barren womb Who is to say who is haunting who? No mourned absence in that infinite tomb I stand in the shadow of my own ghost Walking in the shadow of my own ghost I long to feel the sun again (cold and dark within) Walking in the shadow of my own ghost I long to feel again (cold and dark within) Frail and fragile Is the ghost that I will carry and time will swallow Wolves of ash, howling in a present past Cries carried up to any god whomever And with every question asked, only the wind calls back Cessation nigh to Silence is an open wound Violence is a silent tomb Cessation nigh to silence And with every question asked Cessation nigh to silence Only the wind calls back Cessation nigh to silence Walking in the shadow of my own ghost I long to feel again tonight Looking to the sky, connecting sound and sight The moon will haunt the earth tonight Walking in the shadow of my own ghost I long to feel the sun again (cold and dark within) Walking in the shadow of my own ghost I long to feel again