Ghost Under Rocks

Uh, oh, ohhh (6x)

With every little thing

You own is looking back

At you and starts to mean

Less than it ever did,

Oh, every

On every inch of stone

Skin and cloth

Made to leave you

Here you are

You are breathing

Life into ghosts

Under rocks

like notes found

In pockets

coats of your fathers,

lost and forgotten,

All, all, all

Your soaking wet dreams

You've spent them,

You have gone dreamt them

Dry,

Now you ask your babies

Why? why? why?

We're gripping seats and plots

Pleading to honored lots

To give us this much more

Safe from a cutting shear

On every

On every inch of stone

Skin and cloth

Made to leave you

Here you are

You are breathing

Life into ghosts

Under rocks

like notes found in pocket

Coats of our fathers

lost and forgotten

All, all, all

Your soaking wet dreams

You've spent them

You have gone and dreamt them

Dryyyy

Now you ask your babies

Why? why? why? why?

Well if you can't decide

Whether you

Either weep or moan

Your waste

a year to mull this through

Anyway you wanted to

Ohh

But you could have had

Turn it into broken good

Taken off the side of it

A cut up and a parasol

A pair of them you found along

Maybe never to again

As if it never was at all,

Lifting you up

As an offer

Up as an offer

Here you are

You are breathing

Life into ghosts

Under rocks

like notes found

In pocket

Coats of your fathers

lost and forgotten,

All, all, all

Your soaking

wet dreams,

You've spent them

You have gone

And dreamt them

Dry, now you ask your babies

Why? why? why? whyyy?