Belief In Ghosts

Past lives
Heavy on the mind
Overload
Time flies
Never got it right
Have to let that go

Then you
Dancing tightrope
Fanning fires
Brand new
Sunrise echo
On a misting wire
But I can barely remember

Cause my belief in ghosts is slowly dying
Is something wrong with me
What's going on with the pieces you've been hiding
You're bound to see
The only point
Of your past and mine colliding
Is that the best things have yet to come

Late nights
We drink to pink skies
With eyes that glow
Old tones
From years now gone
They get thrown right out the window

Then you
Dancing tightrope
Fanning fires
Brand new
Sunrise echo
On a misting wire
I can barely remember

My belief in ghosts is slowly dying
Is something wrong with me
What's going on with the pieces you've been hiding
You're bound to see
The only point
Of your past and mine colliding
Is that the best things have yet to come

Yet you keep keep
Yet you keep keep
Keep coming
Come on
Yet you keep keep
Yet you keep keep
Keep coming
Come on
Yet you keep keep
Yet you keep keep
Keep coming
Come on
Yet you keep keep
Yet you keep keep
Keep coming
Come on



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Newkirk
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