Ghost

Him passing with the stares Feeding off each other But from inside Faces of thunder Seven sat down Feeling draped in the dark We swum around trying to make sense of our luck Ghost, Ghost Ghost, Ghost Dripping Waterfalls We sleep through leaking windows Woken by the storm or the tip-toes Pebbles in our shoes From the big and the blue Minds reliving the old Disregarding the new Ghost, Ghost Ghost, Ghost Ghost, Ghost Ghost, Ghost Ahhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha Ahhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha Ahhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha Ahhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha Ghost, Ghost Ghost, Ghost