Ghosts

And now for something completely different…

The last few songs have been a bit electric and up tempo and I’ve kinda neglected the softer side of things so here’s an accoustic number with lyrics again by my friend Tony Groves. Hope you like it.

Surely ghosts don’t ache in places

They don’t have places

Or hands or faces
The dead don’t walk upon the ground

They can’t be found

And make no sound

Spirits do not breath the air

Or comb their hair

Or sit and stare
Yet wandering, unheard, unseen

As in a dream


A ghost of living flesh and bone

Sat all alone

So all alone
Among six billion souls or more

Hear them roar

Outside my door

Lost and lonely, sight unseen
Alone and lost a daily theme
Their thoughts their own and must remain
Like a needle in the brain

The dead no longer rage or weep

Way down deep

Deep in their sleep
Surely ghosts don’t feel the pain

Or go insane

The dead no longer howl or cry

Choke and sigh

Their eyes are dry
Surely ghosts don’t miss this life

Or emotion’s knife

Or all the strife

Spirits do not breath the air

Or comb their hair

Or sit and stare
Yet wandering, unheard, unseen

As in a dream


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Filed under Accoustic, Lyrics by Tony Groves

One response to “Ghosts

  1. Listened to this any number of times. I think it’s the best stuff I’ve written – about as close to expressing how I often feel as I’ve got – and you certainly did it justice. Very haunting. What a good job.

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