Текст песни Ghost of a Lie - The Accidentals
There′s
an
old
house
with
a
blue
heart
A
TV
lights
up
the
choking
dark
And
in
a
white
room
an
old
man
sighs
His
friends
a
lamp
and
the
ghost
of
a
lie
Once
in
a
cold
March
my
childhood
friend
Took
my
hand
and
dragged
me
to
the
driveway's
end
Where
in
the
front
yard,
a
dog
would
creep
The
light
in
the
darkness
was
his
bared
teeth
Find
my
bones
in
the
bottles
of
the
oak
tree
My
old
ghosts
never
fail
to
catch
up
to
me
Little
sister,
thief
of
peace
Let
the
crows
of
war
cease
their
battle
cries
And
let
these
memories
die
In
a
war-torn,
damaged
mind
The
young
man
that
he
was,
never
took
flight
And
I
could
see
it
in
his
broken
eyes
As
he
gazed
from
the
window
of
his
room
of
white
Find
my
bones
in
the
bottles
of
the
oak
tree
My
old
ghosts
never
fail
to
catch
up
to
me
Little
sister,
thief
of
peace
Let
the
crows
of
war
cease
their
battle
cries
And
let
these
memories
die
In
the
heart
of
a
bitter
hound
There
is
an
endless
howl
that
never
sounds
So
lay
a
kind
hand
upon
his
back
For
what
is
one
lone
wolf
without
a
pack?
Find
my
bones
in
the
bottles
of
the
oak
tree
My
old
ghosts
never
fail
to
catch
up
to
me
Little
sister,
thief
of
peace
Let
the
crows
of
war
cease
their
battle
cries
Let
these
memories
die
And
let
these
memories
die
And
let
these
memories
die

1 The Silence
2 Bittersweet
3 Lemons in Chamomile
4 Bulletproof Glass
5 Brake
6 City of Cardboard
7 Grisly Bear
8 Ghost of a Lie
9 Golden Lantern
10 Miso Soup
11 Benign Disillusion
12 Us
13 Tragic Mishaps
14 Mangrove
15 Blessed
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