paroles de chanson Ghost the Festivals - Johnny Foreigner

So you've been crying hard again, I know there's nothing I can do about it
Brushin' off yr hands with my arms set to sympathetic
And you've already got yr ticket, got yr ride, got yr paper bag
(All set for quilt and panic attacks)
Shouldn't let it out if yr just scared you'll never get it back
If you get back, if you get back

So, ghost the festivals
Line up on the carousels
How we drink for free in a cold marquee
And be out by dark
I'm still breathless, and
Ghost the festivals
Glide over the rolling hills
All cartoon heads, and a sea of tents
I'm less eloquent
I'm still breathless!

So, all I want to do is sit and watch the riots on the last night
Sketching all the lamps 'til the fires are our only lights
How you're leaving, and I don't know if I'll ever get to see you again
Keep talking, we'll sink into the mud
Stepping through the wreckage, all the cans and the skeletal tents
It becomes us, it becomes us

Ghost the festivals
Line up on the carousels
How we drink for free in a cold marquee
And be out by dark
I'm still breathless, and
Ghost the festivals
Glide over the rolling hills
All cartoon heads, and a sea of tents
I'm less eloquent
And I'm still breathless!

Broken heart and lights out, lights out! (Broken heart and lights out, lights out!)
Broken heart and lights out, lights out! (Broken heart and lights out, lights out!)

Ghost the festivals
Line up on the carousels
How we drink for free in a cold marquee
And be out by dark
I'm still breathless (breathless) breathless, and
Ghost the festivals
Glide over the rolling hills
All cartoon heads, and a sea of tents
I'm less eloquent
And I'm still breathless!
Whoo!