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