Ghosts

In the high rise cemeteries
In your mind, breathing fire
The screen will part with atmospherics
Walk on nails, nine to five

And everybody looks right through you
Never sees what there is to you
Everybody walks right through you
Don’t know who you are

In the sun flame treading water
Balance with a safety net
That’s no way to live my daughter
To always wish your somewhere else

And everybody looks right through you
Never sees what there is to you
Everybody walks right through you
Don’t know who you are

Favourite dreams and fallen leaves
Mean nothing to me now
And on my grave, a forgotten name
All is silent now

A high rise, trapeze artist
Takes her breath and walks the wire
All is calm on the surface
All is still in their line

And everybody looks right through you
Never sees what there is to you
Everybody walks right through you
Don’t know who you are
And everybody looks right through you
Never sees what there is to you
Everybody walks right through you
Don’t know who you are
Don’t know who you are