Making the choice of being here or there, is the hardest thing I've had to do. Its not as clear and concise as one would think. I'm following my hopes
: Making the choice of being here or there, is the hardest thing I've had to do. Its not as clear and concise as one would think. I'm following my
you see right through me You hear all my fears breathing on the midnight breeze...like Phantom lovers Am I just your Phantom lover There's sunlight all around you, and the ghost inside
The ghost comes to visit With my keys in his pocket Kisses on my mouth With his eyes hanging out of his sockets Memories crumbling Under steel resistance
going through? Cry just a little for me, oh, girl, a little for me [Bob Catley:] Afraid to give away what you keep inside There's a ghost in your mirror
Imprisoned in imaginative walls Stoical glances reach no destination Fallacy, looking for salvation Points of contact are missing for an etemaly Bearing
top, on its penicillin, you got wish It's a oracle, then it seize ya, I'm sure you got lifted Oceans of rhythm inside a killer go ta death Coming divine
where you gonna go when you can't get high now who you gonna call when you feel so low where you gonna turn for some inspiration new destinations is where
thoughts, feeble needs, non-existant will to learning - only feeding and breeding... And dying as their time comes Just for it was "destined". Lambs...
and the wheels of time will turn forever's just a six-feet-under-hole the last and lonely hero lately passed away his ghost is ridin' on the wind destination
am going through? Cry just a little for me, oh, girl, a little for me [Bob Catley:] Afraid to give away what you keep inside There's a ghost in your
) Feel like a daughter Feel like a star tonight Without warning We gave up The ghost inside (Verse 2) Yeah Yeah I was focused on my destination Well
enough positive shit to go around As black bones get deposited into the ground When I hit you with truth it hurts You'll rather here about those spooks and ghosts
