the sound of the dead

slide goes the sandal off the foot
and down the drain and all around
i hear the slain i can't defeat their lost refrain
in my own head my own head
the sound of the dead in my own head
repeating what they said
before they fell and now
alone i am constantly felt
and caressed by the deceased
give me peace please just leave
me leave me be and i
would leave you if i could leave me
but i can't so the sound of you
the sound of the dead
continues to echo
in my head