There are ghosts in here They are stuck in the middle Midnight rattling chains Just like fireworks Heading straight for the heavens But explode on the way Wake up, sweetheart, rise and shine There are bones to bury and bones to find This place is coming to life Just like dominoes First one, then come the others Long invisible lines Restless prisoners Damsels longing for lovers Rhymers searching for rhymes Wake up, sweetheart, rise and shine I hear music playing lines This place is coming to life Speak up, sweetheart We're wasting time These are changed surroundings Hold on tight This place is coming to life