Holy City

I know we're never alone
"Holy City" and all it’s ghosts
Who walk these streets and wander out of time
No sanctity
Can you hear it now?
The crying out
The bones below the cobblestone they weep Like willows in the wind
They sing to meAnd I feel
A feeling
As though we’re not not alone, noHoly City, Hell to some
Haunted now and carried on
And I feel as though we’re not alonePast lives that bleed over a waking world into visions and cold spots in the room
Do you believe that the pain of some still lingers on?
Like stains into a cloth it never leavesThe willows sing to meGraves can't hold the pain below
The roads we walk are paved with ghosts