[Verse 1] Ghosts inhabit .. inhabit .. Gothic mansions Dust in the lungs Of ... of a broken floor Portrait eyes Cracked gold frames Watching silence ... silence Count the doors [Chorus] But the scariest ones are here here Breathing down the back of your mind Little clocks carved into your heartbeat Scratching out the days you hide These are the ghosts that keep the score Marking every borrowed hour Standing in the mirror ... mirror by your shoulder Soft as breath Hard as power [Verse 2] Ghosts that stir Historical conscience Names on a plaque You never read ... read ... read Epochal fires Small massacres Faint shoeprints Stained in red Faults and sins Trail behind you Like old smoke Clinging ... cinging to a coat They don’t shout They just stand In the hallway And tighten your throat [Chorus] But the scariest ones are here Breathing down the back of your mind Little clocks carved into your heartbeat Scratching out the days you hide These are the ghosts that keep the score Marking every borrowed hour Standing in the mirror by your shoulder Soft as breath Hard as power [Bridge] Every date on a ca .. ca .. calendar Was a wound for someone else Every stone in the square Covers bones that once yelled for help You call it the past They call it unfinished They gather at your bed Whenever you say “forgiven” [Chorus] Yet the darkest fears unfold Whispering secrets left behind Tiny clocks etched within your heartbeat Etching the truths you confide These haunting phantoms tally your lore Recording each fleeting hour Glimpsed in the shadows over your shoulder Gentle as whispers As real as power
