shadow on the stairs

THROUGH THIS LIFE WE WANDER ON

AND SING THESE SAD SONGS

BUT TONIGHT AS WE TELL THESE TALES OF REGRET

WE FEEL A CHANGE, THESE OLD SKINS MUST BE SHED

AS TIME GOES ON WE'RE NOT THE SAME ANYMORE

BUT STILL THESE GHOSTS FIND THEIR WAY TO THE DOOR

OF THIS EMPTY HOUSE STANDING ALONE AND DECAYED THERE'S NOTHING THERE BUT A PORTRAIT LEFT TO FADE

IN THE REFLECTION I SEE MYSELF LAID BARE

I SEE DIFFERENCES BUT IT'S STILL ME STANDING THERE

YOU COULD NEVER GRASP THE FACT I MAY BECOME

NOT WHAT YOU WANTED FROM YOUR ONLY SON

AS TIME GOES ON I'M NOT THE SAME ANYMORE BUT STILL THESE GHOSTS FIND THEIR WAY TO THE DOOR

OF MY EMPTY HOUSE STANDING DERELICT AND BARE

THERE'S NOTHING THERE BUT A SHADOW ON THE STAIRS

EVERYTHING CHANGES AND EVERYTHING STAYS THE SAME EVERYTHING CHANGES AND EVERYTHING STAYS THE SAME EVERYTHING CHANGES AND EVERYTHING STAYS THE SAME

OR WAS IT ME THAT CHANGED

AND YOU THAT REMAINED THE SAME?