Are you running for or from Enemies or subtleties There's such verve such nerve So I send them all away Let them wait for the sake of waiting They're disappearing You're disappointing Don't wait up Embracing alarm bells Will do you know good No analogy can explain The resentment laid You're just desperate It easily echoes here Because you can't put it all to rest Certain voices come to stress Your wit won't save you Your wit will fail you You never will be born again Certainly be torn again Hexed by petty ghosts of old And the silence of the devil's choir Left you wholly uninspired Hexed by petty ghosts of old Could the sirens be your wake-up call From the sleep you think is wonderful Hexed by petty ghosts of old Will you run to the darkest corner Wish everthing was gone and Stay hexed by ghosts of old