Whispers of the Past

[Verse]
Echoes of footsteps down ancient halls
Whispers of prayers within these walls
Silent shadows dance in the light
Memories linger in the still of night
[Verse 2]
Stained glass windows tell their tales
Hymns of history glide through the gales
Candles flicker on weathered stone
A sacred silence carved in bone
[Chorus]
Ghosts of the faithful in quiet array
Softly they gather and gently they sway
In the heart of this convent-turned-museum
Whispers of time
Like a dream we see 'em
[Verse 3]
Rustle of robes in the empty room
Faint scent of incense
A forgotten perfume
Books of devotion covered in dust
Artifacts of faith
A silent trust
[Bridge]
Creaking floors and sacred lore
Reverent whispers
Spirits they implore
History etched in every frame
In the hallowed halls of whispered names
[Verse 4]
Curtains of velvet
Secrets they keep
Time stands still
It's shallow and deep
Guardian statues
Cold and still
Watching over with a stoic will