1906 (Ghosts)

There's rings on the wood Where the glasses stood There's prints on the pane Where love remains And the bag in the wind Drops on the floor A little bit of blood From the demons at the door And the ghosts all sing Hiding under the bed Come and let fall Your heavy head Go ahead and laugh man Yeah, it's okay Go ahead and cry friend Yeah, we're okay And we'll stumble out Barefoot runnin' in the pouring rain We can't live without All the love and all of the pain With the wind in our hair And our hands in the air The ghosts all sing And we're all listening