Onelinedrawing Lyrics

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A Ghost Lyrics

St. Joe, trade-in

 I don't want this life

 There's too much gold, and

 not enough bad guys

 So won't you talk to St. Pete

 and see what he can do for me

 Because, of course, a ghost

 could not affect this world

 

 Gimme pale skin, pale eyes

 Soft glow, milky white

 See through me in the light

 Because, of course, a ghost 

 could not affect this world

 

 I see off my wife at

 elderidge and sun

 I wait by the corner, the

 bus always comes

 Always on time

 Always the same one

 I drift through the doors,

 I float above the seats

 and hey there's my boy

 crossing the street

 He's talking with friends

 He's looking away

 This is not the end

 There are never enough days

 I scream and I shake and I

 sound like the wind

 and I miss the pain of our

 blood and our skin

 Rubies and pearls, our blood

 and our skin

 Our blood and our skin are

 worth everything.

 

 Hey St Joe, I was wrong

 About the sea and the sun and my boy

 Let me bleed, let me long

 The taste of skin is joy

 

 Because, of course, a ghost

 could not affect this world.