The Ghost Walks - Arena

This moment seemed so far away

A thousand long lost yesterdays

Floating down an endless stream

Of seconds, minutes, hours and weeks

We search for clues, we work we strive

To find a meaning in our lives

But when It’s all been said and done

The end is the same for everyone

And yet as I cross this great divide

I finally see the other side

The sum of what i came to be

My genuine identity

But does it really matter now

Something we should care about?

Perhaps it has no meaning here

Perhaps it has no meaning here