It was one of those days
The dead were digging upwards through the earth
I saw ghosts in the rain, ghosts in the ice
Ghosts in the airport carousel
Little richard on the radio, coffee in my cup
I flew in from lisbon with a song to wake you up
A song to wake you up and a kiss to wake you up
I flew in to hold you in my arms
Almond butter for my baby
Beauty in my bed
I lightly pinch a wrinkle in your brow
I saw ghosts in the trees, ghosts in the streets
Ghosts way out in Chinatown
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