Saddening the ghost, I lay my hands down at my sides and dream the words to say Spell to bring invisible, a better way To stop the light from slicing through his skin And the bleeding memories from Asian spars I wait to listen to the scars Surrounded by the serenade A symphony of screams between the walls Where I have come to hide To wait for him to hear me on the other side What sacrifice, what sacrifice, would frame the air to hold him still? To paint the shadows with a touch Restore the colors time would dim See him come to life again What sacrifice, what sacrifice, what sacrifice, what sacrifice What sacrifice, what sacrifice, what sacrifice? See him come to life again