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