Holy Ghost

Some holy ghost
Keeps me hanging on
Hanging on
Some holy ghost
Keeps me hanging on
Hanging on

I feel the hands
But I don't see anyone, anyone
I feel the hands
But I don't see anyone
It's there and gone

Feeds my passion for transcendence
Turns my water into wine
Makes me wish I was empty

Now I don't know much
But I can tell when something's wrong
And something's wrong

But some holy ghost
Keeps me
Ooh, ooh



Credits
Writer(s): George Alan Sparhawk, Stephen Jon Garrington
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