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    Sometimes in the night I feel it
    Near as my next breath
      and yet, untouchable
    Silently the past comes
      stealing
    Like the taste of some forbidden
      sweet.
    Along the walls; in shadowed
      rafters
    Moving like a thought through
      haunted atmospheres
    Muted cries and echoed laughter
    Banished dreams that never
      sank in sleep.
    Lost in love and
    Found in reason
    Questions that the mind can find
      no answers for
    Ghostly eyes
    Conspire treason
    As they gather just outside the door....
    Every ghost that calls upon us
    Brings another measure
      in the mystery
    Death is there
    To keep us honest
    And constantly remind us
     we are free.
    Down the ancient corridors
    And through the gates of time
    Run the ghosts of days
    That we left behind.
    Down the ancient corridors
    And through the gates of time
    Run the ghosts of dreams
    That we left behind.
    Sometimes in the night I feel it
    Near as my next breath
      and yet, untouchable
    Silently the past comes
      stealing
    Like the taste of some forbidden
      sweet.
    Every ghost that calls upon us
    Brings another measure
      in the mystery
    Death is there
    To keep us honest
    And constantly remind us
     we are free.
    Down the ancient corridors
    And through the gates of time
    Run the ghosts of days
    That we left behind.

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