There's a dark heart between us
there's a hole in the sand
There's a girl with a secret
like a dagger in her hand
and she goes...
There's chair by the window
there's a spirit in the room
There's a bottle by the bedside
from the pills she consumed
and she goes...
And she goes out through the window like a crow
flying clipped winged and haunted
And I'm left in the shadow cast below
hearing voices, seeing ghosts.
There's a stillness in the skyline
there's a lightness to the wind
There's a black bird on the high wire
that I’ve come to call my friend
And she goes
And she goes out through the window like a crow
flying clipped winged and haunted
And I'm left in the shadow cast below
hearing voices, seeing ghosts
Hearing voices, seeing ghosts.
