Spectre

Hey now my old soul
Bound by ties unknown
Can you walk yet ?
Can you try ?

My feet don’t touch the ground
My voice an awful sound
Can you speak it?
Can you try?

You aren’t made of wood
You don’t float well.
You aren’t made of wood
You don’t float well.

But you burn
But you burn

Old ghosts lie side by side
I hear them in the night

Can you help me?
Can you try?

I see you passing by
A spectre in the light
Can I go there?
Can I try?

You aren’t made of wood
You don’t float well
You aren’t made of wood
You don’t float well

But you burn
But you burn