Ribbons

[Verse 1] I'll sing when I'm free My ghost when she sings a song from my past A hum that holds me close and binds me to you A line we can't cross Watching behind glass My ghost when she sees a place from my past A touch that holds me close and binds me to you A line we can't cross She's dancing through this grave My ghost when she names a shape from my past A pulse that holds me close and binds me to you A line we can't cross And it goes [Chorus] Ah-oh Ah-oh Ah-oh Ah-oh And the ghost Ah-oh Ah-oh Ah-oh Ah-oh [Verse 2] And the ghost we made (ah-oh) All the purpose lies in ribbons now (ah-oh) Trapped in these threads in touch (ah-oh) As I see if there's patterns here (ah-oh) If there's patterns here (ah-oh) Beneath this mess (ah-oh) All the plans we made (ah-oh) All the purpose lies in ribbons now (ah-oh) As we bind these thoughts and try to see (ah-oh) If there's patterns here (ah-oh) If there's patterns here (ah-oh) Beneath this mess (ah-oh) All the plans we made (ah-oh) All the purpose lies in ribbons now (ah-oh) When we made these thoughts and try to see (ah-oh) If there's patterns here (ah-oh) If there's patterns here (ah-oh) Beneath my ghost who sings