Ghost - I The Mighty

You’re a cold and violent wind

You’re an enemy amongst a sea of friends

Who will not soon forget your face

You’re a worm inside a bird

You’re the voice that calls for help that’s never heard

You linger on your words

What to say?

You’re a creek in need of rain

You’re the showers that came just a day too late

The drought that dried the lake

Hey, hey

But look what you have done

Do you see what you’ve become?

You communicate and it’s already begun

You’re the dead fur on a coat

You’re the antidote that can but won’t be sold

The cough inside a cold, no, no

You’re the emptiness in black

You’re the stolen gold inside a robbers sack

Who will not give you back, no, no

But look what you have done

Do you see what you’ve become?

You communicate and it’s already begun

You’re the ghost inside this room

You’re the soul who lost its way, we must assume

And you won’t be leaving soon