All my ghosts

ALL MY GHOSTS (E A D G B E)

All my ghosts; they follow me home. We wade through the cold.

The light of the moon. The sorrow we know. Following the gloom.

You know where you are. You know where you are.

 

All my songs; they ring like a bell and soar like a dove.

We follow the trail. We somehow know how to get home.

You’ll know when you do. You’ll know when you do. You’ll know when you do.