The Haunted
A sadness has settled in this old damp house
Like a layer of dust on the ground
The rooms lay quiet, ashamed of the silence
That once were a hubbub of sound
She closes the door and feels the cold air
And the thoughts that preside in her head
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
The garden grows over the footsteps of youth
That had beaten their joy on the earth
When flowers once smiled, the weeds now reviled
And tugged at those petals with mirth
He stands in the street as grey as the sky
And repeats what he should have said
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
Wind howls through the chambers of hearts
Ash blows softly through the air
She feels the pain about to dig in
A splinter of love still under her skin
He walks slowly through the darkened night
Head bowed low with the weight of it all
A piano plays from across the street
Another soul trying to make ends meet
The wallpaper peels and the pictures are gone
Just shadows now mark where they were
Love lies in landfill, ground to a standstill
Its sharpness already a blur
She tumbles for more but can't shake the past
She finds she's still taking to bed
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
Rubble gets stiffed when you're looking for gold
But only dirt stays in your hands
It once had the price of a palace of ice
But now it no longer stands
He tries to find peace through the traffic of thoughts
He admits he's still struggling to shed
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
Wind howls through the chambers of hearts
Ash blows softly through the air
She feels the pain about to dig in
A splinter of love still under her skin
He walks slowly through the darkened night
Head bowed low with the weight of it all
A piano plays from across the street
Another soul trying to make ends meet
The haunted, ooh, the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone in pieces of broken home
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone and the cold lies in our bones
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone in pieces of broken home
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone and the cold lies in our bones
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone in pieces of broken home
Like a layer of dust on the ground
The rooms lay quiet, ashamed of the silence
That once were a hubbub of sound
She closes the door and feels the cold air
And the thoughts that preside in her head
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
The garden grows over the footsteps of youth
That had beaten their joy on the earth
When flowers once smiled, the weeds now reviled
And tugged at those petals with mirth
He stands in the street as grey as the sky
And repeats what he should have said
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
Wind howls through the chambers of hearts
Ash blows softly through the air
She feels the pain about to dig in
A splinter of love still under her skin
He walks slowly through the darkened night
Head bowed low with the weight of it all
A piano plays from across the street
Another soul trying to make ends meet
The wallpaper peels and the pictures are gone
Just shadows now mark where they were
Love lies in landfill, ground to a standstill
Its sharpness already a blur
She tumbles for more but can't shake the past
She finds she's still taking to bed
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
Rubble gets stiffed when you're looking for gold
But only dirt stays in your hands
It once had the price of a palace of ice
But now it no longer stands
He tries to find peace through the traffic of thoughts
He admits he's still struggling to shed
Ooh, the haunted, ooh, the haunted
Wind howls through the chambers of hearts
Ash blows softly through the air
She feels the pain about to dig in
A splinter of love still under her skin
He walks slowly through the darkened night
Head bowed low with the weight of it all
A piano plays from across the street
Another soul trying to make ends meet
The haunted, ooh, the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone in pieces of broken home
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone and the cold lies in our bones
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone in pieces of broken home
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone and the cold lies in our bones
We are the haunted, we are the haunted
Oh, we sleep alone in pieces of broken home
Credits
Writer(s): Gary James Kemp
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