Hang my picture Cut my tree Swallow the forest Let's surround it Leap from the mountain Fall to the sea Hanging from coattails And following me
Well, I have held on to many ghosts Many ghosts, many ghosts To tell my story
And I have held on to many ghosts Many ghosts, many ghosts To tell my story
It goes like this Back and forth all day
It goes like this, kid Back and forth all day
Read my story Buzz my beak Holding the mason jar And caressing me The feels of the sky They breeze when I breathe Reading from books Empty boxes marked "free"
Well, I have held on to many ghosts Many ghosts, many ghosts To tell my story
And I have held on to many ghosts Many ghosts, many ghosts To tell my story
Hang my picture
ReplyDeleteCut my tree
Swallow the forest
Let's surround it
Leap from the mountain
Fall to the sea
Hanging from coattails
And following me
Well, I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts
To tell my story
And I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts
To tell my story
It goes like this
Back and forth all day
It goes like this, kid
Back and forth all day
Read my story
Buzz my beak
Holding the mason jar
And caressing me
The feels of the sky
They breeze when I breathe
Reading from books
Empty boxes marked "free"
Well, I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts
To tell my story
And I have held on to many ghosts
Many ghosts, many ghosts
To tell my story
It goes like this
Back and forth all day
It goes like this, kid
Back and forth all day