“And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head
(...)
I'm haunted
(By the lives that I have loved)
I'm haunted
(By the promises I've made)
I'm haunted
By the hallways in this tiny room
The echos there of me and you
The voices that are carrying this tune”
And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head
(...)
I'm haunted
(By the lives that I have loved)
I'm haunted
(By the promises I've made)
I'm haunted
By the hallways in this tiny room
The echos there of me and you
The voices that are carrying this tune
I had a nightmare visit me on gentle breeze, at dusk, on an autumn day. I've felt happiness while wiping tears of sadness from my eyes. I've felt strength from having been broken. The ghost in the machine may only be biochemical reactions, leaving marks, like cave paintings on the fabric of time. This song makes my mind wander.