I cannot say what years have come and gone.

I only know the silence - it breathed on and in.

What sang in me sings no more.

Where stood a wild heart stirred no more.

There stood wild heart.

And I have been slain.

Head full of ghosts tonight.

Have I gone insane?

Was it wrong to go down.

To want you to stay?

Head full of ghosts tonight.

Have I gone insane?