Greenfield St. Testo

This house is haunting all my dreams
It's keeping me from waking up
These walls are hiding things from me
And faintly calling out my name

There's a presence in the halls
I hear their voices late at night
If I could somehow guide them all into the light

That's the thing about ghosts, they say They won't leave until the moment they're at peace
What are you missing the most The hardest part of moving on
is always the letting go

I can't accept the consequence
of getting all wrapped up in this
I'm losing touch with common sense
And blurring the lines of consciousness

There's a presence in these halls
I feel they're sadness in my bones
If I could somehow find the light to guide them home

No you're not where you belong
All of your loved ones are waiting
Now that your business here is done
I'm hoping you'll be moving on