They walk the halls at night.
Some of the most mournful sounds they make.Sounds that frighten me.Sounds of anguished souls walking these floors of the old folks home.
Fleeting shadows I see out of the corner of my eye.
I know when they are on the move.At times they come in pairs.
That sound.
That sound of squeaky shoes that the Nurses and CNA's wear.
Oh the humanity of it all.
Some of the most mournful sounds they make.Sounds that frighten me.Sounds of anguished souls walking these floors of the old folks home.
Fleeting shadows I see out of the corner of my eye.
I know when they are on the move.At times they come in pairs.
That sound.
That sound of squeaky shoes that the Nurses and CNA's wear.
