Ghosts

She wears her ghosts
She wears her age
She wears her skirt tightly to her waist
Her ghosts they howl
They wail, they rage
They sing her to sleep
Greet her when she wakes

She carries ghosts
She carries weight
They press down they burden her shoulder blades
And she has tried to take them to their graves
The years have blurred her memory of the way

There's a ghost in your past

Her ghosts they howl
They wail they rage
They sing her to sleep, greet her when she wakes

There's a ghost in your past
See the souls and their weight
In the weather on your face
From the typical traps
See the souls
And the typical aches
And their weight
In the weather on your face
There's a ghost in your past
See the souls and their weight
With a foot in your grave
In the weather on your face
Her ghosts they howl
See the souls and their weight
Her ghosts they howl
In the weather on your face



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Lane
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