Lyrics

And I sit here chasing a ghost
Black time-where darkness speaks
A cut above the balancing wire
Just currents it seems to me

The mountains of walls they follow me
Black shadows that disappear
Carry me to another tier
The room it watches me here

And I know I can’t leave
This voice of a room
This is a colored reprieve
A time machine without a key

And dark beams behind these walls
Shadow behind the man
Sits me down makes me call
The sounds are dripping. It falls from the sky

And I know I can’t leave
This voice of a room
Sits me down watch me bleed
Time machine without a key

And this room it speaks to me
Bound with whispers and heavy mirrors
And the cabinets; each one a tomb in disguise
Legendary tales of life over here

And I know I can’t leave
This voice of a room
This is a colored reprieve
A time machine without a key

© Fred Argir 2019