Have you met your ghost?
He says things that you won't
And the stones that he throws
Are the grudges he holds
It's the lingering doubt
In the gathering crowd
It's these stones that we throw
And the devils cast out

Fire and flames they are possessed
Lay the spirits down to rest
The spirits are ventriloquists
They say the things that must be said

Did you strangle your ghost
When she broke in your home?
And now time spent awake
Is just time spent alone

Fire and flames they are possessed
Lay the spirits down to rest
The spirits are ventriloquists
They say the things that must be said