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Great Ghosts - The Microphones
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Great Ghosts The Microphones

Great Ghosts - The Microphones
[Verse 1]
I had my hopes of how I would be
After living in exile
After closing your eyes to me
I even wrote scenes where I reemerged boldly
Bearded, alive, with Eskimo-eyes
New baby on my back

[Chorus 1]
But I didn't count the fact that I have ghosts in my mind
Stowaway, great ghosts of my life
Great ghosts of old wives
And they're howling!

[Post-Chorus 1]
So I spent my wilderness time rolling on the ground
Pulling my hair, and wrestling them off
Yelling at no one, punching snow

[Verse 2]
I gathered ghosts and I gave them my lecture
Bid them away, I pleaded and cried:
"There's no room in my life for you, or your howling!"
Let me undo these ropes and go on living without you
Not just change where I live
"Go on, get," I said
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