Can't you hear it, all these voices?
Are they going to fester like a storm in the wind?
Can't you hear it, all these voices?
Will they rise above my tidal wave?
The sound of taking chances
Can't you hear any voices
They linger
They linger
Echoes of the past
Hints of what's ahead (Hints of what's ahead)
Conversations with ghosts, some long since dead
Advice, regrets, all mingled, unsaid
In the theatre of my mind
They've all been led
Hear it and fear it
The words I have spoken forever undone
Let the lies lay dormant
The pages inscribed with a promise
No longer a purpose
Echoes of the past
Hints of what's ahead (Hints of what's ahead)
Conversations with ghosts, some long since dead
Advice, regrets, all mingled, unsaid
In the theatre of my mind
They've all been led
Echoes of the past
Hints of what's ahead (Hints of what's ahead)
Conversations with ghosts, some long since dead
Advice, regrets, all mingled, unsaid
In the theatre of my mind
They've all been led
In the theatre of my mind
They've all been led