My dogs all like you Their senses ring you The wag their tails when you're close by Sometimes I feel you A cold breeze passing throught me Glimpsed from the corner of my eye
I know you try to make me understand
Living in the house of ghosts With roommates from the afterlife Living in the house of ghosts I can't evict them if I tried Living in the house of ghosts Reluctant to accept the signs Living in the house of ghosts Bound to me through space and time
I hear you whisper And in the winter I see your shadow passing by These walls are hiding The farewell writing Written by those about to die