Silent House

Oh, the stirring memories of this place

Warm seclusion, like the peace of its embrace

Like a temple, so serene and full of grace

I feel the comfort of this place

Calm on the surface, but still water runs so deep

Undercurrents like the little secrets that you keep

We all suffer, but are we born to repeat?

Sweet surrender in release

I chase the ghosts from this silent house

I hear their cries for help

Oh, temptation, well, I was born a libertine

If there's a lesson, it's only me that sets me free

Hiding eyes so aware of what they've seen

I'll face the music and the scene

Chase the ghost from my silent house

I hear their cries for help

Chase the ghost

Hallowed ground steeped in the ages

Safe, profound, now come cradle the orb

Sight and sound, the magic surrounds me

I'm letting go

I chase the ghost from my silent house

I hear their cries for help

Chase the ghost from this silent house

Stirring

Memories of this place

Still in the silent house