A Million Ghosts

Where did all our dead souls go

Where are all those spirits bro

How can it be that i never see

A ghost or two surrounding me.

With no clear pictures and no clear signs

Nothing proved throughout all time

All those wars where people fell

All those damned that roam in hell.

But where they are heaven knows

Or in a place no-one goes

A million ghosts must be near

Many people swear the're here.

All the time we witness noises

Objects moving, whispers, voices

I ask all spirits friend or foe

Prove you're here and say hello.