The Ghost

How did it feel on that night, the creek ran blood-red? Did it stay with him all his life, and follow to his death? Did he feel the ghost behind the trees, could he keep his family safe? Did it make him a better man, or did he falter in his faith? Imprisoned by the demons, bravery without glory He'd storm castles for you Did it give him strength, or did it take his dreams? Did he pass it on to me? Was there fear behind those fearless eyes? What did he think, what did he see? Was there a strong hand, a call for help on his journey home? Like the strong hands that lifted me and filled hearts with song Imprisoned by the demons, bravery without glory He'd storm castles for you Honour defended, heroes without a story Storm castles for you In my dreams, reality is what makes you see The four men stood, the howling winds, the ghost was in the trees Sons, I'm proud to have you by my side and what you have become Stand tall boys, the ghost will fall, but you must act as one Imprisoned by the demons, bravery without glory He'd storm castles for you Honour defended, heroes without a story Storm castles for you