Ghosts

I was staring at the moon
Half asleep
Felt his presence in the room
Pass gently

Might've left too soon
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Love and regret in tune
He finds me

Wish I could say this was the first time
The first time I lost my mind
Stare at the sun until you go blind
Then you'll know, then you'll see, then you'll find

Just how to hang on to the ones we let go
They're around, hold them tight, keep them warm, hold them close
They'll be down in the ground when you need them the most
And now, somehow, you believe in ghosts

Could've swore I heard him croon
While breathless
Kissed the forehead of a loon
While fleshless

Like a flower in bloom
Life's precious
From the womb to the tomb
We're restless

Wish I could say this was the first time
The first time I lost my mind
Stare at the sun until you go blind
Then you'll know, then you'll see, then you'll find

Just how to hang on to the ones we let go
They're around, hold them tight, keep them warm, hold them close
They'll be down in the ground when you need them the most
And now, somehow, you believe in ghosts

Just how to hang on to the ones we let go
They're around, hold them tight, keep them warm, hold them close
They'll be down in the ground when you need them the most
And now, somehow, you believe in ghosts