Jack Conte - Lonely Ghost | Текст песни

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• Jack Conte
• Lonely Ghost

And on this casket's back sits
a little lonely ghost.
He misses his old lungs and
wishes he had his throat, those
good old days!
Daylight will wash away.
It's going to fade,
yeah it will fade,
and the darkness
will take it's place.
It's going to come,
yeah it will come,
so I am grateful for this,
this consciousness oasis
that paints the darkest carpet
with a sudden streak of white. We
burn so bright!

I will swallow it whole,
I'm going to run, yeah I will run until my body
breaks down.
I'm filling up, yeah fill me up.
Fill me up!

Don't look back: you'll turn to salt. So just march on, let moments melt.

I'm awake. Wake up! Wake UP! I'm awake, I'm AWAKE! And I'll never piss that away. Let's be loud, let's love, let's make some sound! Let's make some sound!