at me People came from far away to watch us drop you in, But ghostyhead the crowd is gone Come back up again Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh Ghostyhead, ghostyhead
Each time you look at me People came from far away to watch us drop you in But ghostyhead the crowd is gone Come back up again Ghostyhead, ghostyhead
Tradução: Rickie Lee Jones. Ghostyhead.
So he dropped the webs of the spider of heaven down through the clouds, All the way into the pool of blood at the bottom of hell Far above in heaven
Julie got some ecstasy, she laid down on the steering wheel Love comes to the first thing love sees Love comes to the first thing that makes it real,
Low tide tonight, low tide little yellow town Green life teems up from the underground Glows in the dark, sifts the sands of garbage Reach hard in for
What you wish for, what you think The photographs you carry around What whispers to yourself when you're finally gone What you take when you go Adds
What's the matter with it? why's it look that way? What's the matter with it? what's it trying to say? What's that on its back? where's it trying to
Walking down my street Here's the room where I live Here's the neighbor children, sometimes they bother me Here's the window where you left How can
And my hands are flickering and the water turns to tracing paper and I watch you dry I'm an army of stills like you flick between your fingers You will
A distant light finds me when I'm with you A distant light knows me when I'm through Once I mistake you For somebody else Mistook you for somewhere,
The spirits of her abortion had manifested... The spirits of all her abortions manifested themselves into the furniture in the room There would be a
