I'm trying to make sense of what no one can explain.
But I've been having dreams that after I'm awake,
Play out in reality the very next day..
So I play along,
I nod my head when they say I'm wrong.
But each night falls and away I run.
On the other side till the daylight comes.
So I play along,
I nod my head when they say I'm wrong.
But each night falls and away I run,
On the other side till the daylight comes.
And when the lights go down,
I see things I can't explain,
Calling out my name.
The lights go down,
Holding every memory close.
Tonight is for our ghosts..
Ghosts..
Ghosts..
Tonight is for our ghosts..



(This little foxy here is named Scry, and she is one of the main characters in a novel I am currently writing. ^^)