Led into the forest by a presence without form The way is cold and lightless, but your memory keeps me warm Guess I´ll just keep walking toward the tombs that glow within
Digging up the past and dreaming of what might have been
Heading through the darkness, I hear whispers in the pines Voices void of meaning, empty echoes in my mind Guess I´ll join the ghouls and have a laugh beside your grave Digging up the past and dreaming of the good old days
Nothing left to keep me here, so I´ll be on my way Guess I´ll just keep walking till the night time turns to day Guess I´ll just keep talking till I hear your voice again Digging up the past and dreaming of what might have been