Jukebox The Ghost - Ghosts In Empty Houses lyrics
[Jukebox The Ghost - Ghosts In Empty Houses lyrics]
In this country at any given time
There are two million empty houses
And one of them once was mine
Yeah there were twelve
Million spirit's drifting
Through twelve million empty rooms
Waving their ghostly arms at the stars
And howling sad songs in the
Light of a crescent moon
Yeah they claw at the air and they scream
But they don't make a sound
They should've exorcised their demons
And their secrets while they were around
Don't you think it's funny how
Quickly things can turn around
All our lives were drifting like
Ghosts inside an empty house
Everything is falling to pieces and
It's just as well
Because every little piece of heaven brings
A little piece of hell
In my darkest hour when death
Is knocking at my door
I can feel the tug of a thousand fingers
But what are the ghosts here for?
They say: Beware, be wary
Of secrets that you may keep
Cause if they're any indication of
The sorrow it brings you
Then don't take your demons to sleep
Then if you take a little time
To stop and think about yourself
You just might find that the
Direction that you're headed is
Closer to hell
Don't you think it's funny how
Quickly things can turn around
All our lives were drifting like
Ghosts inside an empty house
Everything is falling to pieces and
It's just as well
Because every little piece of heaven brings
A little piece of hell
So you might find yourself drifting
Like a ghost inside empty
House after empty house
Looking for someone but lately finding
Not a soul to tell
There are two million empty houses
And one of them once was mine
Yeah there were twelve
Million spirit's drifting
Through twelve million empty rooms
Waving their ghostly arms at the stars
And howling sad songs in the
Light of a crescent moon
Yeah they claw at the air and they scream
But they don't make a sound
They should've exorcised their demons
And their secrets while they were around
Don't you think it's funny how
Quickly things can turn around
All our lives were drifting like
Ghosts inside an empty house
Everything is falling to pieces and
It's just as well
Because every little piece of heaven brings
A little piece of hell
In my darkest hour when death
Is knocking at my door
I can feel the tug of a thousand fingers
But what are the ghosts here for?
They say: Beware, be wary
Of secrets that you may keep
Cause if they're any indication of
The sorrow it brings you
Then don't take your demons to sleep
Then if you take a little time
To stop and think about yourself
You just might find that the
Direction that you're headed is
Closer to hell
Don't you think it's funny how
Quickly things can turn around
All our lives were drifting like
Ghosts inside an empty house
Everything is falling to pieces and
It's just as well
Because every little piece of heaven brings
A little piece of hell
So you might find yourself drifting
Like a ghost inside empty
House after empty house
Looking for someone but lately finding
Not a soul to tell