Skin

In the night
I'll write you a note
On your backbone
While you're sleeping

On my page
The freckles and moles
Are connected
With my fingers

In your dream
You're running from the ghosts that you saw in a recent film
And they follow
Everywhere you hide

But my words
Will travel through your skin to reach you in that very dream
So they comfort
Till the morning comes

So it comes
You wake with a start
Meet the new day
With its own ghosts

And your eyes
That moved behind skin
Look around you now
In your own room

In your life
You're running from the ghosts that haunt you from another time
And they follow
Everywhere you hide

But my hands
Will always be felt on your back when you just need a guide
They will comfort
Even in your dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Greg Atkinson
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