Ghosts Should Not Care

Kriver

Compositor: Rafael Gorga

I sat by the glades counting steps, drifting
As if in a dream memories came to be

Alpha and Omega, smoke and ash, falling
Steering into black days at every turn, benighted

Now, this haze shall soon fade away (fade away)
Like fog in cold rain
On the night our fates turn twain

Dear, I bid you to know
We're all ghosts, and for life's doctrinaires we should not care

Cursed be, light of eve and its fleeting whims
Who, by chance or woe, took you away from me
I swore, by moon and sun to never let myself go
From the guilt and longing for the whole's half I lost in tow

Now, this haze shall soon fade away (fade away)
Like fog in cold rain
On the night our fates turn twain

Dear, I bid you to know
We're all ghosts, and for life's doctrinaires we should not