Ghosts Sleeping At Last

[Intro]
If you listen just right, you can almost hear it
The symphony of secrecy, love, and fear
(The search for love, but finding fear)

[Verse 1]
Like a moth to a flame we become helpless
To the beautiful ghosts
That true love sheds

[Verse 2]
We all are running our very own races
Set out upon the most dangerous of places
And through it all we are left with a void in our chests
We're aching to fill

[Chorus]
The doves come to gather our every need
They lift them up to Heaven
Through the mouths from which we speak

[Bridge]
God, will you help us understand the meaning of it all?
Will you send your angels down to us at our every call?
Sometimes it seems the world is passing us
Faster than my eyes can adjust