Dan Fogelberg - Ghosts Lyrics
Sometimes, in the night I feel itNear as my next breathAnd yet, untouchableSilently the past comes stealingLike the taste of some forbidden sweetAlong the walls; in shadowed raftersMoving like a thought through haunted atmospheresMuted cries and echoed laughterBanished dreams that never sank in sleepLost in love and found in reasonQuestions that the mind can find no answers forGhostly eyes conspire treasonAs they gather just outside the door ...Every ghost that calls upon usBrings another measure in the mysteryDeath is thereTo keep us honestAnd constantly remind us we are freeDown the ancient corridorsAnd through the gates of timeRun the ghosts of daysThat we left behindDown the ancient corridorsAnd through the gates of timeRun the ghosts of dreamsThat we left behindSometimes, in the night I feel itNear as my next breath and yet, untouchableSilently the past comes stealingLike the taste of some forbidden sweetEvery ghost that calls upon usBrings another measure in the mysteryDeath is thereTo keep us honestAnd constantly remind us we are freeDown the ancient corridorsAnd through the gates of timeRun the ghosts of daysThat we left behind
