We Come Alive…We dance with Ghosts… We move in the dark… we dance with Ghosts…
Under the Shade of the sunken maple tree, beyond the forest are the Ghosts…
They dance with seagulls, they swim with tides, they sleep the longest sleep because they know that this is not all that there is…
They have forgotten their names, disappearing from night and day, skies unbound… Spirits re-united… Forever Ghosts…
Under the burnt lake of fire, they are the music in the water, they see the surface, they feel the warmth…
Ghosts forever moving in a loop of song…