Nebelhexe 19th Century Ghost
Down a narrow threshold
Just a shady bit of white
From across the distance
Never leaves, she's always here
Trapped inside the manor
The streets she walked so long ago
Through the same dark corners
No one else knows them so well
Come hush now
The silence is your friend
Make no sound
Shapeless was the end
Come hush now
No reason to shed tears
No sorrows
Death took all the fears
Oh, what a sleepy village
So many changes to this time
Pavements, cars on each side
TV noise, a distant plane
She can still remember
The place just like it used to be
The 19th century past time
And the day she passed away
Come hush now...
