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