Every time he closed his eyes, his head filled with —not the kind that rattled chains, but the kind that sat at the edge of the bed and reminded him of every word he should have said.
One particularly restless midnight, the rain began to drum against the roof, sounding like a steady, rhythmic "mmm, mmm" that mirrored the humming in his own mind. He walked to the window, looking out into the yard. Somewhere out there, beneath the old oak tree, was the of his history—the place where he had buried the "bones" of a life he once knew. Seibold - Hush (feat. Garrison Starr) (Audio)
As the first gray streaks of dawn finally touched the horizon, Elias stopped pacing. He realized that the "other side" wasn't a place you went to when life ended, but the version of yourself that emerged after the long night finally broke. The morning light didn't erase the well or the history buried at the bottom of the sea, but it made them visible, turning the terrifying shadows back into simple, harmless trees and stones. Every time he closed his eyes, his head
It was a promise of a transition. The lyrics suggested that though the night was full of crying, The ghosts wouldn't live forever; one of these days, he would have to "let 'em die." Somewhere out there, beneath the old oak tree,