World wakes
Beneath steel skies
Lovers stir
Cold hands on thighs
In bedrooms
Behind the shades
Some flames burn bright
Whilst others fade

Recollections and mementos
Heartache's a souvenir
Images and echoes
Apparitions that persevere


Creation in a chamber of chaos
Within four chambers of mayhem
The ghosts are out and on the loose
And I cannot escape them


World turns
The sky around the clouds
Lovers stir
Prisoners of doubt
On sidewalks
Out in the pouring rain
I die a little inside
Whenever I hear your name


Recollections and mementos
Heartache's a souvenir
Images and echoes
Apparitions that persevere


Creation in a chamber of chaos
Within four chambers of mayhem
The ghosts are out and on the loose
And I cannot escape them


I'll be honest with myself
I'm not being honest with myself