Ghosts (Radio Version)

You’re the ghost, of my past

The ghost, I take everywhere

Shroud my eyes, bury our past lives

Love is lonely, love is so unfair

And our rooms, they are so cold

Scratched mirror, I can’t look into

Beyond the garden, is a grove

Of black flowers, cracked statues

Apparitions dance,

It’s more than happenstance

There’s a shadow in my dreams,

And a gallows, in my memory

There’s a noise in these walls,

Lord I’m sorry, for all my blasphemy

Apparitions dance,

It’s more than happenstance

Apparitions dance,

It’s more than happenstance

Apparitions dance,

It’s more than happenstance