I know a ghost

And when doubted his truth reveals incredible vengeance 

Vanity is a sepulcher 

Do as you please, shame will fallow

Languages rot and insects lose interest; 

Mountains of plastic: melting away

As long as these struggles are aimless,

We will all be standing still

When worded correctly, truth is never a cliche;

This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears 

Collect the leaves 

Count them

Name them

Study each and every single one of them

As long as the struggles are aimless

We will all be standing still

When worded correctly, truth is never a cliche;

This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears

All mistakes can be marked by borders 

All of love can be traced to a maker

It seems as if what is most important,

Isn't noticed when forgotten 

Do as you please, shame will fallow

The sun and the moon:

You'll always take them for granted 

What's delicate is lost

As the selfish forgot what is sacred,

The humble forgot themselves 

When worded correctly, truth is never a cliche;

This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears