The Ghosts Won't Know Songtext
von Witch of the Vale

Spill the wine,
We′re all the same
Smash the mirrors,
Carve the bones
Pray for snow,
The birds fly low,
Stay the nightmares
'Til the dawn

Your eyes shine brighter when you stay
I′m afraid to look away
I couldn't bear to see them fade,
That familiar, troubled gaze,
Never mind
It doesn't matter if we

Ghosts watch over
Hold me closer


Don′t leave, I couldn′t bare to see you go
You belong, among the walls and hearts of home
Always running from the dark,
To be safe, to be apart,
Alone
But what does it matter if we

Mull the wine,
We're here again,
You could do without the pain
Spill the salt and take the blame
Fetch the glasses,
Pour me mine,
Dance for rain,
The birds fly low
Turn your wisdom in words
Live again, the ghosts won′t know,
They only come when I'm alone
Dry your eyes and count the crows,
And when I stumble take me home
Dry the chill out of your bone
I′m only cold when you're not home