Hear the sadness filter through the trees 

Makes its way into our lungs and in our dreams 

You can bottle up our voice 

Sealed and labeled with a made up choice 

Sell it on an on until we bleed 



Feed the fire 

Until there's nothing left to burn 

Except ourselves 

Except ourselves 

Nothing left to burn 

Except ourselves 

Except ourselves 

Nothing left to burn 



Buildings rise 

Emptying our eyes 

Take a number get in line 

In this prison we've designed 

I see the man 

Dying in the spotlight 

Carving out his heart 

Blood on his guitar 



Feed the fire 

Until there's nothing left to burn 

Except ourselves 



We bury ourselves 

Under so much formality 

Now we dance around each other 

Careful not to breathe 



We're hiding in the air 

In between the rain 

Falling with the leaves 

Dying where we lay 

We are the ghosts of who were 

Passing through these walls 

Haunting our own hearts 

Dead to one and all 



We're hiding in the air 

In between the rain 

Falling with the leaves 

Dying where we lay 

We are the ghosts of who we were 

Passing through these walls 

Haunting our own hearts 

Dead to one and all 



We're hiding in the air 

In between the rain 

Falling with the leaves 

Dying where we lay 

We are the ghosts of who we were 

Passing through these walls 

Haunting our own hearts 

Dead to one and all 



We're hiding in the air 

In between the rain 

Falling with the leaves 

Dying where we lay 

The ghosts of who we were 

Passing through these walls 

Haunting our own hearts 



We are the ghosts of who we were