Crystal evenings, long ago, twisted winds and weeping snow   We missed a turning in the past, is there anything that can last   The race is run, the time is right, get out your gun   it's time to fight   And all our dreams just turn to dust, look to the future   forget the past   Mistakes you've made can't be redeemed, they are made   because you dreamed a dream   Honest sunsets turn to paint, the lie you tell   becomes a taint   The house you built reverts to dust, the sword   you held it turns to rust   The lies you tell destroy your will, the price   you paid you're paying still   And the rocks in the river grow higher and higher   As the water gets lower and lower   There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade   There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade,   until we've paid