Whispers in the attic, in the walls
Fingers trace the cracks as night falls
A room that never knew the light
Where silence screams, out of sight

Lost footsteps in the sand
The hourglass slips through my hand

Echoes in the dust
We're just bones turned to rust
Dreams buried in the dark
Waking up without a mark

Windows shut, but the air still stings
Broken songs, where no one sings
Shadows crawl where there was none
Time is lost, but still it runs

A clock with no face
Still measures the space

Echoes in the dust
We're just bones turned to rust
Dreams buried in the dark
Waking up without a mark

The walls are soft, like dying skin
A place we can't get out of, from within
I hear my name but it's not me
Just a hollow call, endlessly

Echoes in the dust
Fading into the trust
That we'll never leave
Where the past refuses to breathe