They're coming 'round again
I've returned and they've been waiting
Their aged offererings received and returned,
passed through wet eyes
I tremble as I feel them rolling in for, my sins, the old ghosts know
So chilling as I feel them mourn within my soul
As the mourning grows
Unfold before me
Turn back the page again
Twenty four hours spent wishing that the day was never ending
Shadows of glory shading my heart again
Recall the summer when I left my heart to cool beneath the shadows I'm coming 'round again
I've returned and no one's waiting
I strain my eyes to see but it's so hard to read the old tags on the fallen walls