Ghost
Song by Vikings in Tibet
Album
Flickering thoughts break up the sight
Of common days I've come to live in
A shivering sound suddenly spills
Between the steady waves I've come to live with
Purple flares followed by a humming in shimmering twilight
Colourless hovering of bees against a heather background
I'm taking this ghost out for a walk
To get it off my chest
Of common days I've come to live in
A shivering sound suddenly spills
Between the steady waves I've come to live with
Purple flares followed by a humming in shimmering twilight
Colourless hovering of bees against a heather background
I'm taking this ghost out for a walk
To get it off my chest