In the end we are all ghosts
Of lost dreams
And broken memories
We are echos of a person that did not live
We forget to exist
Trying to survive
Too bad that the demons are at the door

Sitting in the edge of the night.
Waiting for the end to pass by.
Thinking about the day that you said goodbye.
And even though there was no light in the sky.
We both knew that angels know how to cry.

I shout to the endless dark of a starless night.
And I realized that I am just lost in plain sight.
In the middle of everyone but the only one to hide.
That life is sad and we all going to die.

The only thing that I ask is that you love me on more time.
Let the dark in and consume what is mine.
Let the fire burn what is left of your life.
And then, just then love like we are sinners in the middle of the night.

We stole our melodies from the birds.
And your eyes from the sun.
We are thieves.
Our beat comes from the sea.
And the breath from the wind.
We are thieves.
Our bones are made of galaxies.
And the teeth of pure sand.
We are thieves. 
You are... you were.
I am... you were.

The memories flow like a river.
Dancing in the valleys of my face.
It is warm but I shiver.
I'm at the cross but cannot be saved.

Here I am... on a cold beach with dark waters and rocky sand.
Waiting for the night to come and take me away.
Because my feet are dirt and I cannot stay.

These tears are not of sadness or pain.
But out of joy and bliss.
They aren't salty and don't taste bitter.
But they carry the happiness of a thousand kisses.

And I just wanted to say.
In a different world a different day.
I will do better and hopefully stay.
But it is not here or now to my dismay.