Ghosts in Empty Houses Songtext
von Jukebox the Ghost

In this country at any given time
There are two million empty houses, and one of them once was mine
Yeah, there are twelve million spirits
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 we're 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 don′t take your demons to sleep"
And if you take a little time to stop and think about yourself
You just might find that the direction
That you're heading is closer to hell

Don′t you think it's funny how quickly things can turn around?
All our lives we′re 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

And you might find yourself drifting like a
Ghost inside of empty house after empty house
Looking for someone, but lately finding not a soul to tell