Led into the forest by a presence without form The way is cold and lightless, but your memory keeps me warm Guess I'll just keep walkin' toward the tombs that glow within Digging up the past and dreaming of what might have been
Headin' through the darkness, I hear whispers in the pines Voices void of meaning, empty echoes in my mind Guess I'll join the ghouls and have a laugh beside your grave Digging up the past and dreamin' of the good ol' days
Nothing left to keep me here, so I'll be on my way Guess I'll just keep walking, till the night time turns to day Guess I'll just keep talking, till I hear your voice again Digging up the past and dreamin' of what might have been
