HIRI DAVID FEIGN

 
 

haunted lyrics


ALL LYRICS COPYRIGHT 2018 HIRI DAVID FEIGN

 

bag of bones


everywhere i go

ain’t nobody home

everywhere i sleep

somebody needs to sweep

 

don’t matter where

don’t matter why

when it comes to me

there’s no place to be

 

everywhere i go

i’m just a bag of bones

 

just a bag of bones

out on my own

no place called home

i’m just a bag of bones

 

would you feel the way you feel

if for you it were true and for you it was real

would you find that you’d be strong

i don’t know where i belong

 

out of the grave

and into the wind

looking for home  

above the ground

everywhere i go

there’s none to be found

 

don’t matter what you own

when all’s said and done

you’re just all alone

you’re just a bag of bones

 

just a bag of bones

everywhere i roam

but i’m never home

nothing i can own

 

just a bag of bones

out on my own

no place called home

i’m just a bag of bones

 

bless my soul

to davy jones

i’m awake and i’m alive

but a bag of bones

out on his own

still needs a place to thrive

 

bless my soul

to davy jones

i’m awake and i’m alive

but a bag of bones

out on his own

still needs a place to thrive

 

out of the grave

and into the wind

looking for home  

above the ground

everywhere i go

there’s none to be found

 

would you find that you’d be strong

i don’t know where i belong

would you feel the way you feel

if for you it were true and for you it was real

 

out of the grave

and into the wind

looking for home  

above the ground

everywhere i go

there’s none to be found

 

 

heart soup filagree

 

vinegar and honey 

mixed into your bitter stew

and just for you  

it’s all from me 

heart soup filagree

 

made to taste for you from me

heart soup filagree

 

how bout some?

how bout some?

how bout some?

 

with a hint of poisoned apple

all you need is one small bite

feel it slide down your throat

and tear you up from the inside

 

here’s my heart

so beautifully displayed

 

with dressing and poison

and curdling tears

heartbreak and sadness

fermented for years

 

the sourest sorrow

you ever have tasted

boiling over from

all the years wasted

 

here’s my heart

here’s my heart

here’s my heart

 

no need for introspection

just pay the one small price 

come on get the infection

i won’t need to ask you twice

 

when there’s just no more forgiveness

when the madness can’t go on

it’s everybody’s business

and still you can’t be wrong

 

when the moral of the story

is cruelty and greed

the feast is bloody and gory

i know you’ll enjoy the feed

 

just take it

and bake it

drop it

and chop it

oil it

and boil it

spit in it

and shit in it

and serve it on

back to me

 

cause that’s how we roll you see

it’s your own recipe

 

made to taste for you from me

heart soup filagree

 

when you’re so far gone

we’ve got to move on

heart soup filagree

 

no need for introspection

just pay the one small price 

come on get the infection

i won’t need to ask you twice

 

when there’s just no more forgiveness

when the madness can’t go on

it’s everybody’s business

and still you can’t be wrong

 

when the moral of the story

is cruelty and greed

the feast is bloody and gory

i know you like to feed

 

just take it

and bake it

chop it

and drop it

oil it

and boil it

spit in it

and shit in it

and serve it on

back to me

 

cause that’s how we roll you see

it’s your own recipe

 

made to taste for you from me

heart soup filagree

 

when you’re so far gone

we’ve got to move on

heart soup filagree

 

 

darkness at the top of the stairs

 

listen my children

and you shall hear

of a place of madness

beyond your fears

 

it’s a derelict mansion

with a southern expansion

and blood trickles down despair

 

there’s a midnight rider

with a cross on fire

and a house beyond disrepair

 

when the moon’s just right

where there should be light

there’s a darkness at the top of the stairs

 

 ooh i

wonder why

the darkness falls

in the light

 

bless my 

soul and i

don’t leave me here

in the night

 

a slow and

steady creep

that’s it now

i’m in deep

 

madness

on the landing

sadness

where i'm standing

 

let’s give this

another try

i’ll fight like hell

before we die

 

this haunted gloom

has the air of doom

it permeates

my living room

 

i can see

evil growing

the reaper’s come

to collect its sowing

 

every time i

turn around

another nightmare

is breaking ground

 

 it’s alright

it’s alright

it’s alright

it’s alright

it’s alright

it’s alright

it’s alright

it’s alright

 

it's not alright!

 

 over furtive glances

the devil dances

and there’s no one here

left to care

 

there’s a werewolf howling

and a grama growling

and a network that they like to share

 

in the light of day

and come what may

we don’t have another

moment to spare

 

cause where the light should be

there’s an evil being

in the darkness at the top of the stairs

 

who’s that

knocking on my

trousseau

won’t you go

 

i’m hiding

deep inside

until i’m ready

to go live

 

sending

out a signal

in the dark

and out the window

 

let’s give this

another try

to fight like hell

before we die

 

 why have i never noticed before

how shadows fall upon the floor

in patterns of confusion to and fore

 

the creeping subtle notion 

of a dangerous devotion

enticing me to wander

to my fate upstairs alone

 

 

haunted

 

well you walk

in my house

and you climb

up my stair

in the morning

you’re not there

 

i’m haunted

haunted

 

in emotion

you’re right there

in my dreams

you call to where

your lightning thunders

but i’m not scared

 

i’m haunted

haunted

 

in the morning

when i’m alive

i await you

when you arrive

 

in the nighttime

you rise and come

then by midnight

you’re up and gone

 

i wonder

what the truth is

i wonder

where have i been?

 

indebted

but not dead yet 

undaunted

you draw me in

 

embedded

but no bed check

unvaulted

i again give in

 

who are you who appears at night?

where do you disappear to when it gets light?

 

tallying the circumstance of players in play

please make no mistake and calculate what time of day

 

tonight we dance

now is our time

you’re haunting me

and i feel fine

 

in the spirit

of the room

you can guide me

to my doom

 

there’s a monster

in my bed

and he’s playing with

my head

 

i’m haunted

haunted

 

well you walk

in my house

and you glide

up my stair

where er’ you go

i can feel you there

 

i’m haunted

haunted

 

tallying the circumstance of players in play

please make no mistake and calculate what time of day

 

tonight we dance

now is our time

you’re haunting me

and i feel fine

 

in that moment

i see you standing

and already

i feel abandoned

 

throughout the sequence

of events

i’m haunted

‘cause when it ends

 

i know tomorrow

you’ll be a ghost

but tonight

i need you most

 

my sixth sense

got me on

i don’t know

what’s right or wrong

 

if i wanted to

i’d pull away

but     i want you

i’ve got to play

 

i’m haunted

haunted

i’m haunted

haunted

 

i’m haunted

i’m haunted

 

 

spectral voices

 

spectral voices

don’t call on me

spectral voices

i can’t sleep

 

spectral voices

don’t follow me

i don’t want you now

i don’t believe

 

have you been to see a doctor lately

for the voices in your head

have you seen the blue light of sanity

where there was none instead

 

don’t listen to those voices

i don’t think you want to try that tack

just listen here and listen hard

the ghost in you ain’t coming back

 

spectral voices

don’t follow me

i don’t want them

i don’t believe

 

spectral voices

don’t call on me

if you want me y’all

i need to see

 

spectral voices

 

 

the phantom of farthingales 

 

ever the measure

for shopping in leisure

it’s such a pleasure

to find so much treasure

 

the phantom of farthingales

would float about the store

shopping mad for this and that

and haunting every floor

 

the phantom would never buy

she just liked to try

but after she had flown

the place was a disaster zone

she left a mess and you can guess

she got the best of every dress

 

the patrons never noticed

but the salespersons did

when they saw the phantom coming

some of them just up and hid

 

the staff on floor

were professionals

but some in their confessionals

admitted that they’d like a sale

from the phantom of farthingales

 

ever the measure

for shopping in leisure

 

if you need a department store

a place to go when you want more

friendly credit now on sale

when you buy at farthingales

 

one evening at a big event

on top floor number ten

the phantom of farthingales

excused herself and then

 

she picked the locks 

and stole a box

with all the cash

from the big bash

 

she left a sock with a

monogrammed fox

security was

completely shocked

 

it’s such a pleasure

to find so much treasure

 

the phantom of farthingales

got famous overnight

her grainy image filled the pages

of every rag in sight

 

who might the phantom be?

was it all for fun

and why would she?

it sent the phantom

on the run

a fugitive without a gun

 

a champion of the upper crust

she kept her wallet in her bust

a fine veneer of old world trust

she robbed the kitty

and then got sussed

…but only just

 

if you’ve ever seen a heist

committed by a poltergeist

take my advice and don’t think twice

cause as a vice it’s not so nice

 

it takes someone of vision

someone to make the right decision

to make the incisions and to remake the revisions

to grab the opportunity and pitch it long division

 

soon the store was packed to rafters

looky-lou’s of every chapter

through the roof forever after

sales were up

and ads were plastered

 

everyone heard of the phantom

but no one really knew her

she lived her final days out

a rich lady in a sewer

 

the phantom of farthingales

would float about the store

shopping mad for this and that

and haunting every floor

 

the phantom would never buy

she just liked to try

but after she had flown

the place was a disaster zone

 

she left a mess and you can guess

she got the best of every dress

 

the patrons never noticed

but the salespersons did

when they saw the phantom coming

some of them just up and hid

 

the staff on floor

were professionals

but some in their confessionals

admitted that they’d like a sale

from the phantom of farthingales

 

 

the rest of me 

 

   passionate about the weather

he took her for his bride

he took her hand

he took her home

and then he took a ride

 

what ‘er she’d left

she sat upon

and pondered every word

until the bride saw everything

she’d never ever heard

 

upon this land

he steals the spirit

a soul without a destiny

 

he’s taken all he wanted

but he won’t let live

the rest of me

the rest of me

 

Leada’ Kain was a violent man

had thirty boys at his command

he’d eat them for suppa’

and tell them to stand for the

war-torn nation of violent man

 

upon this land

he steals the spirit

a soul without a destiny

 

he’s taken all he wanted

but he won’t let live

the rest of me

the rest of me

 

 

the ghost in me

 

 and after all it’s after the fall

and all the trees have turned

their leaves now burned, their season earned

 

on and on it goes

in movies and in tv shows

the feeling grows, an autumn rose

 

all i ever wanted was

to sing your song all night long

but you’ve been gone

and i’ve been wrong

 

 thorns are everywhere

i see you there, i know you care

but you’re lost somewhere

beyond your stare

 

the ghost in me is hard to see

it feels but none believe nor even grieve 

now i can’t leave

 

trapped alive inside

i can’t revive nor even cry

no light i see, can you see me?

 

you’re the man

i’m fighting for

the only one that i adore

my reason for

these scars of war

 

somewhere i got lost

i betrayed myself and paid the cost

now i carry the loss all double-crossed

 

all along the path an epigram, a monograph 

of days gone past that everlast

 

vagabonds along the shore

birds of circumstance and nevermore

complete the score

 

 

behind that locked door

 

oh hey

who’s here

don’t stray

     stay near

it’s not clear

don’t fear

 

don’t say it

if you won’t play it

i can’t pay it

now

 

 

it all seemed so mysterious

until the tables turned

then suddenly all sense and blood

just lay there getting burned

 

it’s the last thing you’ll remember

and the first thing you’ll forget

no matter what the truth is now

it’s like we never met

 

 

through the mirror

and down to the foundation

fortified by years in steep decline

 

this house is full of secrets

these rooms are in disguise

where light’s unwelcome

the dead remain

their souls all compromised

 

remind me

to find the key

that tells me

where it might be

behind that locked door

behind that locked door

 

 

wake me from this mourning

is this a new day dawning

it’s all so alarming

finding evil charming

 

who’s willing

it’s ever so thrilling

and oh so chilling

if you don’t mind a killing

 

what waits here

this door that will not open

it’s not so easy

now

 

 everything you wanted

has turned the world to trash

in silence and surrender

your ghouls burn it to ash

 

tempted fate and now too late

the story ends with my dead friends

the hand of hate and the fist of state

this time it’s not pretend

 

through the mirror

and down to the foundation

fortified by years in steep decline

 

this house is full of secrets

its rooms are in disguise

where light’s unwelcome

the dead remain

their souls all compromised

 

you see

find the key

to set you free

 behind that locked door

behind that locked door