Ballroom Spectres

With every creak, with every moan We wake the spirits in the wood and stone Velvet portraits, they gaze, from frames of yore Whispers edge in the night, through the ballroom floor The mantle clock, it ticks and toasts To the silent songs of our gracious hosts The night is young, but tales are old Like specters here, in the evening cold In each embrace, your memory boasts Of loves and lives, now merely hosts [Pre-Chorus] In this ancient house, where the spirits toast To the lives they led, to the love they proposed And we move in close, with shadows near [Chorus] Yes I reckon you've been dancing with those ghosts Who go by the names of the past and host They twirl around, in a whispering waltz Through the echoes of the halls that we've lost [Chorus] Yes I reckon you've been dancing with those ghosts The walls, they're lined with Velvet sighs (Velvet sighs) The air, it swirls with bygone cries (bygone cries) Our feet, they tap on ancient floors To the rhythm of those who've danced before [Pre-Chorus] In the heart of history, with each step we take We join the balladry, the timeless masquerade With the flicker of candlelight (candlelight) Shadows play in the dead of night (dead of night) Haunted waltz, they spin and they weave In a dance that the lost wouldn't leave [Pre-Chorus] As we twirl around, hands unseen to hold In the grip of the past, in the stories untold