Ghost town

There's thunder in my clouds
Darkness covered net like shrouds
The winds in my soul are blowing a Gail
As it peers at death through an invisible Vail,
Will it swim through golden streams
Or feel the flames of our dreams
I know that life is never what it seems
And nothing is ever what it means.
As the demons dig deeper and deeper down
My heart is like a ghost town.

There's a rain that always falls
Burning holes through my defensive walls
The wind in my soul blows so cold
As I sit inside me and slowly grow old,
There's also a sun that always shines through
its trapped in the ruins of the things we do
The Ora of our soul can rebuild a world
the eye of our mind lets it all be unfurled
But the demons dig deeper and i seem to drown
My soul is really a ghost town.