No. 1 Teaspoon

I think I saw your ghost last night
It was a priceless ruby in the torch light
Felt it touch me, warm fingered, soft voiced, big grieved
Then it flickered in and out of vision and was gone

Song is not sacred
It's more like a favourite teaspoon
They could be any little thing
Like a plastic skull ring
And they're not sacred, not sacred at all
They're not sacred at all

Last night, I think I saw your bright ghost
Saw the shadows in the corners
Saw the flesh that age had turned to stone
And I miss you, I feel like I've pissed you off
For just waiting, waiting
Another year, I'm 24, nothing more

But song is not sacred
It's more like a favourite teaspoon
They could be any little thing
Like a plastic skull ring
And they're not sacred, not sacred at all
They're not sacred at all
They're not sacred at all



Credits
Writer(s): Anders Hellman
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