These Ghosts (Audiotree Live version)

Get out, these ghosts

Let them out

Let them all go

Nobody here can control

Anyone anymore

Mercy on your soul

Hanging back on a foreign shore

Left behind in the engine roar

Hear the engine roar

Let them out

Let them float

Let them all float

Let them all go

These ghosts

These ghosts

Dead to me now

is the sound

But the ringing in my ear

can not be drowned out

Some poisonous years

for me to drag around

I'd rather put them down

The pain in your head

is just the smoke

from a fire that burned out

a long time ago

and there's nothing that's left there

except for coals

and those are growing cold

Let them out

Let them float

Let them all float

Let them all go

These ghosts

These ghosts

These ghosts