Outside it's raining
And i say nothing
The weather has changed the mood inside
With all these feelings
Creeping down my neck
Can't help but laugh as I can't help but cry
Some ghosts are friendly
But most are trouble
I don't believe in the afterlife
This room is empty
But that chair is taken
The wax is waning in the candlelight
If we keep on moving
The centre cannot hold
If we keep falling apart
Keep this distance
And I can only hope
The end will justify the start