Stirring Up The Ghosts

So, this is called "The end"
Now, let's begin
Give me an offer now
It's too late to win
Right where we used to stand
One last command
There's no retreat now
Keeping the promise that we made
Facing defeat at last
Hey, you're stirring up the ghosts now
Hey, you calling back the blurred crusade
Where dreams were made
Hey, you're stirring up the ghosts now
You're summoning the spectred dance
A final chance
One last seance
People would stop and stare
We did not run
Ghosts of that old affair
You were the one
Keep me away from us
I know it ends in grief and sorrow
Old steps not meant to be traced at all
They cover a whole world
Hey, you're stirring up the ghosts now
Hey, I won't recall the blurred crusade
Where dreams were made
Hey, you're stirring up the ghosts now
Pride comes before the fall
A final chance
One last seance
We can't go back
The past is always lost, so
I know just what I shouldn't say
This is more than I can take
Now there's too much onboard at stake
I learned to fly, but not to land
I know I'm not a better man
It's much too late now in this game
So I will try to shift the blame
I let the spirits take control
So keep stirring up the ghosts now
Keep on calling back the blurred crusade
Where dreams where made
Keep on stirring up the ghosts now
Keep on summoning the spectred dance
One last seance



Credits
Writer(s): Anders Lundquist, Nils Erikson
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