A song for those who try to have a lovely day but find themselves haunted by the past-grief, PTSD, heartbreak, loneliness, etc. A song for those who struggle to be alone and sit in silence. Our thoughts are ghosts. Our memories are beasts.

Lyrics

I can't keep waiting for the sun
To come out to move forward
I can't keep shoving my hand between slamming doors
Begging for closure
I'm not afraid of the dark
But I'll tell you I'm afraid of silence
And it the quietest moments
My heart races like I'm filling with terror

I asked for heartbreak instead of going numb
I miss the old mistakes I used to make well
I ate my words and I bit the hand that fed now
I'm showing love from a grave of fear

I stood in the lake of memories
And I baptized my beasts
I felt a cool mist move in
Like the breath of future ghosts
Now I can't tell the difference
Between love and loneliness
And in the quietest moments
My heart races like I'm
Beating a battle drum

I asked for heartbreak instead of going numb
I miss the old mistakes I used to make well
I ate my words and I bit the hand that fed now
I'm showing love from a grave of fear

I asked for heartbreak instead of going numb
I miss the old mistakes I used to make well
I ate my words and I bit the hand that fed now
I'm showing love from a grave of fear