Текст песни Walking The Ghost

There's a knocking at my window
Not two for yes but one for no
Some spirit is unsatisfied
From watching her world spin out of control
At night she goes walking around her old home
Objecting to how it's all changed
She prefers her arrangements to the ones which we made

Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost

There's baggage on my shoulders
Making me stoop; bending my frame
My neck is crocked lopsided
I will never be tall again
At night she goes walking around her old home
You can feel so much sadness locked up in her bones
I can feel so much sadness locked up in her bones

Walking my ghost
Walking my ghost
Walking my ghost
Walking my ghost

I'm sensitive to unkindness
Stab in the back; burn in the ribs
I need your fingers to straighten my flesh
I hope your fingers are kind
Hope... fingers...

Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost
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Walking the ghost
Walking the ghost

I can feel someone is with me now
Pulling me on; whispering advice
Poking my back, singing prophesies
Within shadows, words on a breeze
I'm picking up, I'm picking up, I'm picking up your message
and I'm trying to tune in
With the noise around here
With the noise around here
I can't hear any clearer
I can't hear any clearer
I can't hear any clearer
I can't hear any clearer
I can't stop my head from ringing
I can't stop my head from ringing
I can't stop my head from ringing
And there's fingers in my hair
Stroking my neck
lifting up my skin
Shedding skin, shifting skin, shedding my skin
And I am leaving it behind
And I am leaving it behind
And I am walking my ghost
I am walking my ghost
I am walking my ghost

My ghost
My ghost
My ghost
My ghost
My ghost
My ghost