Hey can't you see
These lines they're not me
They're just a shadow
Of who I used to be
When the time comes
and you softly descend
I step aside
And hear what you intend
And when the light it comes shimmering my way
And the snow on the ground is so clear
With the wind building up on the highway
And the thoughts on the mind of the seer
Hey, hey it's so real
Blue sheets and the lights and their feel
Well it's understood
That what you learn you steal
It's coming fast
The pink and the tongue and the lash
Into the room
With ghosts and scents of the past
And when the light it comes shimmering my way
And the snow on the ground is so clear
With the wind building up on the highway
And the thoughts on the mind of the seer
We've got no right
And we've got no wrong
Just a couple of chords
and the words to a song
credits
from Ghosts Hang Low,
released January 6, 2015
Voice, guitar, Fender rhodes: Max Davies
Synthesizer: Jonas Leuenberger
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